Reagan Fuller

Gringo Baby

Not even eight months old and already vacationing out of the country. Bet you can’t say the same. Here are a few of the pictures from the whirlwind vacation to Puerto Vallarta.

To everyone’s surprise Reagan was quite the little water baby. It was so warm and Mama was always nearby so what was there not to like.

Daddy was allowed to hold miss cranky pants only few times. But if she got even the slightest glimpse of Mommy the waterworks began. Definitely what you may call a Mommy’s Girl.

During the nights Reagan thought it best to wake up about every hour or two to eat. Due to the lack of sleep at night it was pretty easy to get her to nap during the day. Too bad Mommy couldn’t do the same. Here she is taking a snooze on the beach. Can it get any better than this?

Nana brought Reagan this cool baby size beach ball. This ball was a huge hit with Reagan. You could just plop it down in front of her and she was oblivious to her surroundings. Hey, where did everybody go?

She especially loved hangin with her big sis and Mommy in the pool.

Daddy’s Turn

Mommy always had this hat on her head. It was great to pull on it and even suck on the rim. Yuck!

Daddy thought it was funny to mock the temper tantrums. Hey,Mommy was not holding me. What else should I have done?

Look at this cute little dress. Not to mention how well she is sitting up.

Some nights we would walk to the marina to eat and shop. Here are the girls at the Marina.

And the group shot.

What to think about this sand stuff? It didn’t taste too good, it could get really hot, and it wasn’t the smoothest surface to sit on. But it is a great bikin shot.

One day Daddy decided to go parasailing, Sydney started crying when she saw Daddy leave because she didn’t think he was gonna come back. So, Reagan started crying too. It’s contagious you know. Once Daddy landed he tried to calm her down but it was too late. She was already to far gone. Only Mommy can save me now.

Dinner in downtown Puerto Vallarta.

Just me and my Mommy

Family Time

Old Town Puerto Vallarta

Whew, what a trip. Time for another nap in the sun.

Moving Up

My First Tooth

I had my six month old chek-up last week and here are my stats. I weighed in at 12 lbs 6 oz which put me barely on the growth charts at only 3%. I always knew I was a little one. My length was 25 1/2 inches which put me in at the 40th% for length. My head measurement shot up off of my regular growth curve for some reason. I think that just goes to show my new level of intelligence. I was not happy about all the shots they put in my legs or the amount of time spent pinned down so they could look at my ears. Yeah, they did find that I have my first ear infection but give a gal some space. Since learning to sit up on my own I have no time for these little inconveniences.

Oh, well. This weekend Mommy and Daddy took me for a long walk and I got to wear my new poncho which Nana made for me. I must have really liked it because I was cheesing it up for the camera. Mommy couldn’t pick just one, I was being way too cute, so here are her favorites.

Look extra close and you just may see the bud of my first tooth. It popped through last Tuesday. Could be another reason for my late devil child antics. Daddy always says I look like an Ewok. Mommy thinks these photos show off more of a Yoda resemblance. What do you think?