All about Reagan, Part I

In my last post, Joanna astutely called out the fact that although I talk about what Reagan does all the time, I never really describe her and talk about her. My character development of Reagan has been flat and weak and I've let you infer things about her instead of really telling you about her. I did this for several reasons, but frankly I thought I was being more coy than apparently I was. What a dummy I am. But never mind all of that now. I'm going to tell you all about Reagan. I mean really tell you about Reagan--the good, the bad, the ugly, the silly, the indifferent, all of it.

My friend Cristie summed up Reagan quite well the other day. She said "Reagan is a six year old trapped in a two year old body." Although congitively Reagan could probably be ready for Kindergarten, her maturity is very much that of a two year old. And therein lies the fun. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

Before I tell you about Reagan now, indulge me please by allowing me to tell you about Reagan from the very beginning and take you on a journey through her last two years. We are talking starting way, way, way, back where Mr. Spermie met Mrs. Egg and said "wanna get a party on tonight?" I didn't have a blog back then and I've never talked about my pregnancy on my blog so I want to take this opportunity to show you that Reagan had personality and spunk even from inception. I'm also taking this as an opportunity to play catch up on many of the stories and things I've missed of hers over the past two years. So I'll be doing a series of posts--All about Reagan. By the time I'm done, you'll know her so well you'll feel like she's been living next door to you for the past two years...like it or not.