The Adventures of Max and Reagan

school project....

2016-11-11T07:30:00.000-05:00

Max! You had to do a school project recently-we had to make a turkey cut out not look like a turkey, so that he wouldn't get eaten on Thanksgiving. I have to say, I am wildly impressed by what we came up with-it was a family project and we all helped!

Here's hoping Tom doesn't get eaten! Nice work Max!

Beauty.

2016-11-10T07:15:00.000-05:00

I'm sorry. I am biased. I know I am. But Reagan, you are so beautiful. And not in that everyday girl adorable beautiful. You are classically beautiful. Your looks are timeless. And your sweet, gentle soul make you just stunning to us. And every once in a while, you pick an outfit that just exemplifies your beauty. I snapped some pictures the other day that I just LOVE:

You are so adorable. And silly. And smart. I.LOVE.THIS. OUTFIT.

and Max-you are gorgeous too. And way sillier.

How on earth did I get so very lucky? You are great kids-I hope I can mold you to stay that way.

I love you angels. Enough gush.

Halloween 2016

2016-11-09T07:00:00.000-05:00

Hello loves. Halloween was last week and we had a BLAST. We had a party to go to Sunday night and Reagan, you wanted to be Anna, so we did that. You look just like her with your hair in braids!

Monday was the BIG night. You guys were so excited to go get candy. You did a great job, remembered your manners and looked fabulous. Leia and Kylo Ren were a HIT.

And....we went back to Mark's house, from last year. And you didn't disappoint!

Happy Halloween my babies. I love you!

annual check up...

2016-11-08T06:58:00.001-05:00

Hi Loves. You recently had your annual check ups. I had told you that you would be getting shots so that set off for a good visit. Not. You were great through the entire appointment, really. Max, you passed your eye test with flying colors and much to my disbelief, your hearing is perfect as well (STOP IGNORING ME). Reagan, you are a peaNUT. So tiny. You are both perfect though. And you loved wearing the gowns.

Then it was shot time. You both needed the flu shot, that was awesome. Screams could be heard for miles. The best? I skipped your lead test last year, Reagan, and so they scolded me and there was no getting out of it this time. This is where they milk your finger. You just LOVED that. And by loved, I mean you shot us all looks that could kill and screamed the entire time, wrapping it up by telling the lady "I don't like you".

Hey, at least I got some cute pictures before the trauma!

I love you angels!

disney...

2016-10-31T06:00:00.000-04:00

Hello loves. We are back from our Disney trip. It really was magical. I was so nervous that it was going to be a lot of work, standing in line for too long, being too hot, etc but it was absolutely perfect. We really timed everything perfectly and lucked out line-wise. We had fast passes and waited maybe 10 minutes when others were waiting over an hour. Insane.

We hit up each park-Magic Kingdom, Epcot, Hollywood Studios and Animal Kingdom. We definitely had favorites at each park. Reagan, you loved meeting Rapunsel, Elsa and Anna, you got so excited! Max, you, for the most part, liked jedi training, meeting kylo ren (very scary) and Chewy. You guys loved the frozen ride, nemo ride and the toy story rides.

We did the Mickey's not so Scary halloween party and all dressed up-Max you weren't feeling great for that but Reagan, you were a dancing rock star.

We did scare the crap out of you, Reagan, with the bug movie-whoops, didn't realize it was so scary.

Max, Kylo Ren broke your heart during jedi training (you thought you were friends). It was very sad.

We swam, we ate, we played.

We had the BEST time. I hope we are able to do it again in a few years when you are a bit older, but I have to say, you were at great ages now.

I love you angels and I love the magic we got to watch you experience!

Pumpkin picking.

2016-10-28T11:59:00.000-04:00

The blog is slowing...I'm trying my best to keep up but I feel like I'm failing.

A few weeks ago, daddy had his 100 innings baseball game, which meant we were flying solo for the weekend. The weather called for rain all day Sunday so I wanted to make sure we were outside as much as possible on Saturday.

I decided we would go pumpkin picking. We definitely missed daddy but you guys had a blast-the corn box, the potato/pumpkin blaster, pumpkin picking, face painting and the cow ride were a few of the things we did. We got 6 pumpkins and they weighed a collective 89 pounds. YIKES.

It was a fantastic days. I love spending time with you angels, especially when we get to be outside!

I love you!

Dance.

2016-10-10T06:30:00.000-04:00

Hello babies. Reagan, we started you in dance after labor day. I thought you would be ready to go. You dance EVERYWHERE. And the day of your first class, you were so excited to get dressed and go.

However, once we got there, you were a shy wreck. Wouldn't leave Daddy and my side's. Cried, yelled, buried your head in us. Jeanne, the dance teacher said to give it a few weeks.

The next week Daddy had to take you, as I was in Vegas. This time he brought Sammy (she goes there too), thinking having her there might help you be less shy. Nope. I got lots of texts and pictures showing your unwillingness to participate. However, the final text was that you talked to Jeanne at the end of class.

The third class? Something must have clicked. Daddy said you did MARVELOUSLY. You listened, participated and were so proud. I was in Toronto for this class so I got a ton of pictures and videos (see below). You were so proud of yourself.

I got to take you to your last class and you were still shy in the beginning, but you did everything. Your plies need work. You go all the way down to the ground and I can't stop laughing.

I am very curious to see if you participate in the recital. Given your shyness, I cannot imagine you getting out on stage....we shall see in June!

I love you little ballerina, and I'm so proud!

fall sports....

2016-10-07T06:30:00.000-04:00

Hello babies. Max, we signed you up for Karate and soccer this fall. Karate is on Saturdays and soccer is on Sunday, makes for very busy weekends. But you love them both:
Karate-you are great. You listen and are attentive and are very good at the moves. You take it very seriously and I am proud of the work you have done so far.

Soccer-you love soccer but I don't think you love running around for 30 minutes. Who can blame you? The first class, you got a stitch and were not happy. You decided running wasn't for you. So the next class you begged to be in goal. I was worried but you actually did an amazing job and blocked many shots!

You take everything new so seriously, totally throwing yourself into it completely! Go Max!

Gah....

2016-10-06T10:12:00.001-04:00

I'm so behind. But to my credit, I've been traveling for work the last two weeks. First Vegas (I won $5.25-whooooohooooo) and then Toronto. I'm back now and ready to update!

A couple of weeks ago we went apple picking. And much to my surprise, EVERYONE came and we had a blast. I can't remember the last time we did anything, the six of us, just us. It really was a blast. You guys loved picking apples and eating all of the treats at the farm.

I love spending time with you all, especially when you all are in a good mood!!

I love you angels!

Three.

2016-09-30T03:30:00.000-04:00

Wow. Reagan, you are three today. I cannot put into accurate words the joy you have brought to our lives the last three years. You are my girl through and through. I came home yesterday and when you woke, you saw me for the first time. The look on your face pretty much summed up our entire relationship. Gleeful.

There is absolutely no denying you are a gift to us. When I found out I was pregnant with you, I was a nervous wreck. Max was still a little tot and I wondered how I could possibly give anymore of myself. I chuckle now because it is effortless. You complete our family is ways I could only dream. While I don't know if I believe in god and miracles, you certainly make me question my lack of faith. Max too, of course. Speaking of Max, he is a brand-spanking new soul. There is no doubt in my mind this is his first go at being a person, everything is exciting and new. He approaches everything head on. And you could not be more different. You, my love, are an old, old soul. You, I think, have made many rounds. You think before you act, you are cautious yet fearless and when I look into your eyes I get a feeling I cannot explain. You have the ability to look into my soul and you allow me to do the same to you. I believe many years from now, the relationship we have will be what I have with my mother. I am truly blessed.

So, what's up with you at 3?

You are stubborn. If something isn't done the way you want it, you fight until it is. RELENTLESS. You also will not be distracted. If you are upset about something, there is no distracting you. And man, do you get pissed. Mostly at me. You tell me I'm mean, I'm not your best friend and my favorite, you are going to go get smooshed by a car. We must thank Max for that one.

You adore Max. ADORE. You think of him for everything. If you get a candy, you ask for one for him. Every time. You are so thoughtful. And you share. You are so sweet and kind and generous.
Daniel and Sammy make you giggle like no other. You love playing hide and seek with Daniel and squeal with delight when he chases you. You also LOVE wrestling with daddy. You are serious when wrestling and I am afraid to play because you go bananas.

You love dancing. You are finally warming up to dance class-thank god. You are a fabulous dancer and love to show me your moves. I love your twirls. I have you signed up for gymnastics and that starts I believe in November. You will be a star, you love hurling yourself around and have mastered the sommersault. You make me nervous but you seem so sure of yourself that I have to trust you.

You are a picky eater. It makes me crazy. I can only imagine you get this from daddy. You eat nothing and prefer to graze all day. You like pizza without cheese, tomatoes, penne vodka, baby meatballs, spaghetti and fruit-you love fruit. And asparagus. You love treats and want them constantly-to which I tell you know and you lose your mind. Everything in moderation.

You are 37 inches. You need to hit 38 to ride the rides at disney-you will be wearing high hair and lifts :) You are growing so much and I really can't believe how long your legs are. You are a peanut though-I don't think you weigh 35 pounds. Probably because you don't eat for me. You eat everything for Trina though.

You can count to 20, do puzzles, know your ABCs and love singing.

You will not let me pick out your outfits, every day is a negotiation to get you dressed. It's a struggle to have you not wear the same outfit over and over again. You have so many beautiful clothes, I wish you would wear them! You LOVE shoes. Especially "pretty ones". You pick your shoes every day too. Even if they don't match. It makes me crazy.

You are such a girly girl. You love dressing up and being a princess. But you also love getting dirty and wrestling so I guess you are a perfect mix.

You are silly. You love telling jokes (they are terrible) and you love anything poop, fart or pee related (thank you again, Max). If you fart while on me, you literally erupt into giggles. You love watching funny videos-especially animal ones. We have to watch them every night.

You are potty trained with pee. And you finally pooped on the potty for trina-we shall see if that continues. I would love it.

You are hilarious. If you get angry at someone, you stare them down. You almost look through them, it's terrifying being on the other end of that. Funny as hell to watch though. You give people the same look the first time you meet them, I think you are incredibly shy but you generally warm up quickly.

You love reading stories but you want to read them to me. Which is challenging because you don't know how to read.

You are beautiful, inside and out. Your hair is insanely gorgeous, you have ringlets for days. You are a lucky girl.

We are the lucky ones though. You bring such light into our world. We love you so much, Reagan. You are sweet and gentle and rough and tough. You make us laugh and say "she is NUTS". This journey has been amazing-I can't believe my baby is three. And I can't wait to see what the next year brings for you and us.

I love you my sweet Reaggie Rae. Happy Birthday Baby.

Storm watch.

2016-09-20T06:30:00.000-04:00

Hello loves. One of daddy's favorite things is when a huge storm rolls by and the ocean goes nuts. This is the time of year for it so a couple of weeks ago we headed down to the beach to see the waves. And it did not disappoint. It was fabulous. You guys hated the sea foam and went nuts when it got on your shoes. Max, you obsessed about the rip tide we told you about (and still are).

It was crazy down there but it is gorgeous. We love sharing these things with you!

fun with Grandpapa

2016-09-19T05:30:00.000-04:00

Hello loves-so for your birthday party, Nonna, Grandpapa and Ginners came. And as usual, I took barely any pictures. I MUST IMPROVE. But I did get a few of you being nuts with Grandpapa. Ginners says he and I are two peas in a pod-absolutely whacko. We do have a good time.

I love you angels!

Texts from Trina.

2016-09-16T06:00:00.000-04:00

Hi loves.

So trina and I text every day. And when something special happens, she'll send me pictures. So last week, this is the succession of pictures/texts I got:

Trina: "Birthday gifts from my mom"
Me: "Oh.My.God. They are amazing, Reagan will never take that off. Thank you Meme!"

Trina: "HAHAHAH, Logan is a terrorist"
Me: "OMG, I am dying. BAHAHHAHAHA"
Trina: "HAHAHHA me too. The boys are battling to save the princess".

Trina: "Ok so Reagan took a sword to the eye. HAHAH she's fine, just a little ice action".

I cannot tell you how many times I have looked at these pictures. I.CAN'T. STOP. I laugh, I chuckle, I snort. Logan's costume has me in stitches. The whole thing cracks me up several times a day. I've showed a ton of people. I just can't stop.

I love you angels, and how much you make me laugh. I'm so glad Trina shares your happenings with me!

Parking it....

2016-09-15T06:30:00.000-04:00

Hello loves, we went to the playground a few weekends ago and it was a blast, I love mixing up our playgrounds. This one was in Braintree and you loved it, especially when the ice cream truck showed up!

I love you guys, we had such a blast running and balancing and just being nuts!

First day of School 2016

2016-09-14T07:51:00.000-04:00

Hello loves-Max, the 12th was your first day of school. A few days prior, you went to orientation, to meet your teacher, Mrs. Y. She seems very nice.

You seem to really like school, despite telling me "I hate school because I want to have NO fun". I think you are pulling my leg because Trina said she picked you up and you were ALL excited, and that you had made a best friend.

When I picked you up, you told me his name was "Gav" but I quickly figured out it was Gabe. Too funny. I'm so glad you enjoyed your first day. This year is different from last because you will be going 5 mornings.

I love you angels, next year it's your turn, Reagan!

Birthday Bash!

2016-09-13T07:48:00.000-04:00

Hello loves. So Saturday, we celebrated your birthdays. To say it was a blast would be an understatement. We had so much fun. The bounce house, letting you both have your first soda (reserved only for your birthday), cake, friends and family made it a fabulous day.

Max, you even got a visit from Raph, the ninja turtle. You were so surprised and LOVED meeting him. You guys sure are lucky.

I'll let the pictures show the fun we had!

I love you angels, until next year!

Dancing.

2016-09-02T07:06:00.000-04:00

So we know how much you guys love to dance-LOVE IT. Max, you are fabulous. And Reagan, you are just starting to really shake your booty. And I can't stop laughing when you do.

I signed you up for dance Reagan, you start at the end of next month. Max, you will be doing karate and soccer-I can't wait to see you guys in a more formal setting. For now, this will have to do:

You guys are a riot, I love you.

Last week...

2016-09-01T07:04:00.000-04:00

You guys have been busy. Last week, you all went to the zoo with Trina-she said it was HOT HOT but you guys had a blast!

Later in the week, you went to Nana and Poppa's for the day-you love it there. And bonus, Emma was there to play with you all day! Nana said that you guys played with Duplos for 8 hours, the only time you stopped was to eat.

And eat you did-of course you ate as many Poppa eggs that you could get your hands on. Max, you especially love Poppa eggs-you told me you like my eggs but you like Poppa's best.

You had a great day and I loved getting all the picture updates!

I love you!

five.

2016-08-31T06:56:00.000-04:00

My word. Where did the time go? I cannot believe my baby is FIVE. Gone are your chubby wrists and knees, replaced by a lean body that's getting taller by the day. I looked at you the other night, as you were eating dinner and I saw an actual boy, not a toddler, not a baby, but a boy. And my emotions overtook me. On the one hand, I was astonished by how much you have grown and how handsome you are. On the other, I missed those chubby wrists and mispronounced words. You are GROWING. And it makes be both happy and sad. So now that you are five, what's up with you?

You are tall-43" to be exact. and you weigh 45.9 lbs. I know this because you weigh yourself every day. EVERY.DAY. And you get so excited when you gain weight. Enjoy it now because there will come a day when you want those numbers to go down, not up.

You are devilishly handsome. You have the same brightness in your eyes you had the day you were born-that twinkle lets me know when you are happy or up to no good. And when it's not there? I know you need a hug and some love.

You are a language bug. The words you use astound me. Your vocabulary has always been accelerated but it continues to grow leaps and bounds. If you hear a new word, you ask the definition and then you use it repeatedly. My favorites are inertia and investigation. You have such an interest in words that I teach you a new spanish word each day. I wish I spoke fluidly so I could teach you more. Your favorite word, lobo (wolf) was recently replaced by besame (kiss me). Every night before bed, you repeat it over and over again to get multiple kisses. Every night before bed, I tell you "I love you to infinity and beyond" and you tell me "I love you more than infinity and beyond". It melts my heart.

You play so well solo, and with Reagan if I make you share :) Your current loves are duplos-you create your own transformers and are so proud-I have to say, they actually are very creative and look like what you want. You still play with ninja turtles but are far more obsessed with anything transformer. We got you some for your birthday :) You love building anything-either big blocks, magnatiles, whatever, you create, build and destroy (sometimes with the help of Reagan). You love everything star wars-you want to be Kylo Ren for Halloween, which will work perfectly since we are doing Mickey's not so Spooky Halloween Party when we go to disney in October.

You love helping with yard work-you like helping us mow and weedwack. You also like taking the hedge trimmers and clipping grass and anything else you can find to snip.

You are starting just a bit to care about clothes. I know better than to buy you anything other than gym pants, jeans are a waste of money because you won't wear them. You love wearing graphic shirts with ninja turtles, star wars or super heroes.

Eating has become challenging-you like a few things-tortellini, pizza, pepperoni, broccoli, spaghetti and bread. Everything else is a crap shoot. Oh, you like eggs, but told me you like "papa eggs better". You love fruit and tomatoes so I load you up. You don't eat a ton of meat, more grain and fruits than anything and I am kind of okay with that-I'm not a huge meat eater either. You do love everything and anything chocolate. You got that from your nonna and nana-certainly not me, as I don't like chocolate. I feel like you could live off of it. Everything in moderation, buddy.

You start your second year of Pre-K in the next few weeks-we decided not to send you to kindergarten for a few reasons, the most important though being that you would be the youngest in your class and I don't think that gives you an advantage later. You will be going every morning-which is a change from last year, only going 3 mornings.

You are very sensitive-I think you get that from me, I see a lot of me emotionally in you. It's going to be a tough ride for you, because wearing your heart on your sleeve is not easy, but you will toughen up, like I did, and you'll be okay. You react like a true italian, I've mentioned that before-react first, think after. Again, not easy.

You wake up very early. I've essentially given up and trying to get you to stay in bed. When you are up, you are up-just like your momma. Unfortunately, it's around 6 am, every morning. You go to bed around 7:45. It doesn't matter if you go to bed earlier or later, it's always up around 6 am. And when you wake, you are ready to go. You want to play, play, play. Snuggling in the morning is a thing of the past. When I put you to bed though, that's when I get the best snuggles. You get me to sing you a bunch of lullabies. First rock a bye baby, then the theme songs from ninja turtles and pj masks, then you are my sunshine, followed by 3 "hush little babies". Sometimes I am very tired and think I don't want to sing them all but then I remember in the not so distant future, you won't want me to sing you any lullabies.

You ask questions. Boy, do you ask questions. In addition to knowing the definition of every word you say, you ask questions about EVERYTHING-how things work, why things go the way they do and on and on. I have had to look up the definition of many words and had to think very hard about how to answer some of your questions. You ask a lot about death. You seem to sort of understand. One time you got very sad and told me you didn't want to die. So that was a tough conversation. Another time, for like 3 days, you were obsessing about Trina's sister's death (you have a connection to her, there is no doubt). you cried all afternoon because she was dead. It was very sad. And at that moment I told you about god and heaven. Even though I don't necessarily believe either of these things, it's too hard and I think wrong to tell you what I believe-because at 37, it's too tough for me to handle. So I tell you that even though we may die, we go to heaven. And you seem sort of okay with that.

You love to sing-you are currently obsessed with Maroon 5's "Sugar" and know every word. And Shikara's try everything, It's always a good time and Shut Up and Dance with me-hearing you sing the only verse you know "this woman is my destiny, shut up and dance with me" makes me giggle EVERY SINGLE TIME. We have dance parties nightly.

You are my son, there is no doubt. The older you grow, the more I see it. Reagan is much more like daddy, personality-wise. But you, my boy, are me. You are feisty, you are sensitive, you are sweet and then you can be crazy. You overreact and obsess about things long after they are gone/done-same as momma. Your kisses are the best, second only to your hugs. Your smile is infectious and there hasn't been a time you've belly laughed that we haven't all followed suit because of how wonderful it is.

I can't believe you are five. I liked 4 much better than 3, by the way-way less tantrums. Here's hoping 5 is even better. Max, there was a point in my life where I wasn't sure I wanted children. You changed all of that. You are and always will be my baby boy. I may be ready to put you to bed at 5 pm some nights, but I have enjoyed every moment with you-they have all taught me something-about you and about me. Please stay innocent and kind. There aren't words to express how much joy and love you bring into our lives. I love you and can't wait to see what our next adventures bring. Happy Birthday, my Maxwell Boyd O'Leary. I love you to most finity and beyond, as you would say.

Weekend Happenings....

2016-08-30T07:01:00.004-04:00

Hello loves. This weekend we were busy busy! We kicked off the August birthdays on Saturday-we went to Uncle Jimmy's house to have a party for his 50th birthday. Max, I don't think you exited the pool for more than 5 minutes, the entire time we were there. You loved swimming. And you are getting quite good. We have to get you back in swimming lessons so you can swim without the floaties.

I do have to note that Saturday morning, I was outside with you Reagan, and you wanted to drive your quad, then the jeep. I don't think I've laughed that hard in a while. You were SO serious driving. And you were terrible driving the jeep-you kept taking your hands off the steering wheel and crashing. HILARIOUS.

Saturday night you guys slept like crap and awoke to colds. No fun. We took it easy Sunday morning and then we headed out to Starland-we played mini-golf, raced go-carts and wrapped up the afternoon with some bounce house mania. Guys, they have this one bounce house, it goes all the way to the ceiling-so high. It's a slide and I can't believe it but you both did it a million times. Man, you guys were flying!

It was a great weekend, except for no sleep!

I love you angels!

Water war.

2016-08-17T07:07:00.000-04:00

Hello loves. So, a week or two ago, we went to walmart. And daddy saw some cheap squirt guns. Fast forward to the other night when we decided to take them outside and have a water war.

I can't tell you the last time I laughed so hard. You guys are SERIOUS. My favorite line of the night was "mommy, I won't shoot you" as you were coming towards me, guns blazing. Reagan, you had TWO guns and were hilarious. You took no prisoners. Either did you, Max. We were soaked. It was so much fun and good exercise, running around the house like crazy people.

The best was you Reagan. You are completed potty trained when it comes to peeing but pooping? You refuse to go on the potty. Here is a list of things I have offered you to poop on the potty:

a whole candy bar
ice cream from wherever you want
the biggest toy you can pick from the store
being in charge (Max, you gaffed at this)
World domination

You look at me and say...."NOOOOOOO". I've offered you the little potty and the big potty.

No go. So the books I have read say let you poop in the diaper. The problem is, is that you feel like you have to go and then proudly shout "I STOPPED MYSELF". NO, KID. NO. So what results is an extremely constipated Reagan who has, to put it nicely "leakage". So in the afternoon, we put you in a diaper as to not ruin anymore undies. You tell us when you have to pee but the diaper is there for poop. ANYWAY, long story there, Mommy. You didn't want your dress on anymore so you were running around in a diaper and crocs. Hilarious and just a bit white-trashy. Didn't care though because it was so much fun!

I love you angels and can't wait until our next water war!

family...

2016-08-16T07:00:00.001-04:00

Hello loves...we have been on the go all summer-running this way and that. A week or two ago brought us to the beach to pick up Sammy from work. We had dinner at the beach house and then headed down to the beach for a walk.

It was the most amazing night. It was just about low tide and the first of the two sand bars had turned into tide pools, with rocks and hermit crabs. Some looked like little puddles and some were knee deep for me. We started walking and decided to follow "the river" to the ocean, hopping tide pool to tide pool, racing hermies and getting soaked.

We were all there-Sam, Dan, Daddy, me, and you both. That hasn't happened in a while. I will remember this night for always. We giggled, played and were just all around silly. It was getting late but we were just having so much fun. Once we made it to the end of the river, the ocean was amazing, the waves were like pipe-line waves you would see in Hawaii, as a storm had just passed. We threw rocks and you scared seagulls.

There aren't many opportunities for us all to be together, work, friends, etc make scheduling the 6 of us virtually impossible-but the stars aligned and we had an amazing time.

There are a few times in life I actually feel at complete peace-my mind is generally racing a million miles a minute and I often times don't stop and enjoy the simple things because my mind is always thinking "what do I have to do next?". One of the times is when I am driving to work on Tuesdays and I drive past the ocean. The sun is just coming up and I think "could there be anything more beautiful?" And my mind simply stops racing. This night was one of those rare occurrences. I stopped and enjoyed the fun we were having and reveled in how lucky I, no, we, truly are. To have the beach, to have each other. Life is crazy. We bicker, we laugh, we get in bad moods. But on this night it was pure joy. I think the picture says everything I am trying to say.

I love you angels. And while you may think sometimes all I do is say "no" and yell, please always remember that I do actually cherish every moment with you-my family. Max, the other night you asked me if I liked being old. After explaining that I wasn't old yet, I said yes. And you asked why. And I said because that means I get to be a mommy to you and Reagan. Sometimes I get nervous that time is going by too quickly and I am in fact, getting old. But it's true, I get to be your mommy-and I'll take being old for that.

Ogdensburg

2016-08-02T07:16:00.001-04:00

Wow. That's the word that sums up our annual trip to Ogdensburg. I really couldn't have asked for a better trip. Seriously.

We headed down on Wed, we left very early. You guys (especially you, Max) were very well behaved. I was impressed. What followed was 4 days of pure fun.

Swimming at the city pool, going on the rides (well, one) and playing at Kid's Kingdom!

We tuckered you right out-a photo with Nonna and getting ice cream with Grandpapa and Ginners

Fun at Jennifer's!

Fun at Jennifer's, with all the ladies and offspring!

The most beautiful kiddos in the world-but just my opinion....

Reagan, you are checking out Canada and the rest of the pictures are at the parade

We spent a lot of time in Nonna's pool, we went to the city pool, the park, the Seaway rides, the fireworks (you guys made it to 11 pm thanks to an unplanned 1 1/2 hour nap!) and finally the parade (we didn't make it through the whole thing, not going to lie, I think I hate parades).

Grandpapa, Ginners and Nonna joined us for every meal and it was just perfect. I appreciate their ability to come together so much-makes life much easier. And you guys just adore them.

One of the highlights for me was seeing my girls and their families Friday afternoon. We all got together and it was a blast.

I am a lucky lady.

I drove home with you solo, as daddy flew back on Saturday to see Sammy's summer show. I was scared, I'm not going to lie. But we made record time and you guys were honestly fantastic.

Reagan, you found y our shadow-and Max, you tried to stomp it-typical. Last pic is the drive home. You passed out, Reagan!

It was a FABULOUS trip and you guys had an absolute blast! I can't wait to do it again and see everyone again!!!

I love you angels!

I know, I know...

2016-07-22T07:00:00.000-04:00

I said I would be keeping the beach posts to a minimum. But these pictures from when you went last week with Trina are too funny.

Max, you wanted Trina to take a picture and send it to me. You wanted me to be proud. You have conquered your fear of crabs. I am VERY proud. This one was dead but Trina said you got a live one too and when I picked you up, you said it crawled across your hand and tickled you. You were very serious.

Reagan, Trina sent me this picture of you because apparently there was a little girl at the beach, older than you, that was doing gymnastics on the beach. You tried to copy her every move. I put a call into a place to sign you up-Daddy and I have had many conversations about getting you into gymnastics because you love tumbling and balancing, etc. Hopefully we can get you into the fall program.

I love you guys. I am always proud and always laughing!

cuteness overload.

2016-07-21T06:56:00.000-04:00

You guys love wearing sunglasses, just not outside. You guys are totally adorable and so stylish!

Max, in the top picture you are trying to wink. I think we have some work to do on that front. But the faces you made whilst attempting were hilariously adorable.

You guys really slay me. I love you!