Camp Fire at Pine Camp...4-4-09

To start Master's week off right, Mom decided to have dinner at her house. Since the weather was nice, and everyone needed a break, we went out for a campfire complete with hotdogs on sticks.

Because of Reagan's 8:00 bathtime and 8:30 bedtime, we ended up leaving when everyone else was arriving. Oh well. I was disappointed all the way home, that I couldn't stay and visit. But when I got home, my Reagan melted me with the smiliest bath time and sweet little whispers of conversations, and made it all worth it. Sometimes I feel like I can't absorb all her little isms. I don't want to ever forget the little things about her now, at this age. We video and OBVIOUSLY take pictures, but it's never the same. Maybe we should start making a time machine... : )