How in the world did this happen? Our tiny (well never really all that tiny!) baby girl turned the ripe old age of four. No more cribs or sippy cups or pull-ups or baby toys every again. And now that she's four, she claims she will wipe her own bottom, never cry again, and start liking tomatoes. Well, we can always hope! :)
Reagan does. not. stop. singing. Or.doing.gymnastics. Seriously. 24 hours a day. She can belt out "Let it Go" from Frozen like nobody's business, and sings random sunday school songs non-stop the rest of the time. Strangers compliment her beautiful songs while we're shopping in stores, and the pastor thanked her for her lovely singing from our spot in the front pew of church last week. Luckily, the girl does have pretty good pitch, so we are just going to rejoice in that.
This girl LOVES Belle.
She wanted a Belle cake, just like the one Claire had for her 4th birthday.
We had her friend Grace come over for a little tea party on her special day. Too cute!
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