Love

Friday is a special day because it is the one night a week that Jason gets to spend with us. Poor guy is usually so exhausted from the week that he is usually struggling to stay awake by 7:30 pm. But, being the cruel wife that I am, I make him stay up and watch my favorite show of all time, Dateline, with me. Reagan went to bed last night at her normal time, 7:30 pm, but for unknown reasons, she woke up crying just as Dateline was about to start. Since this is not like her at all, and usually indicates that she is either not feeling well or that she pooped, I went in to see what was the matter. She wrapped her arms around my neck and wouldn't let go, even after I rocked her for a bit and tried to get her to lay back down. I figured since she doesn't get to spend very much time with the both of us together, I would let her "break the rules" a little and come out and watch Dateline with us (a girl after my own heart). We sat her between us on the couch and she just sipped on her water bottle, as content can be. About a half hour later, I asked her if she wanted to go back to bed, and she shook her head no, and put her arm around me. She then proceeds to turn to both of us and say, in her tired little raspy voice, "Love you guys!" It totally caught us off guard, making us laugh and even cry a little (pregnancy hormones?). Not something that comes out of her mouth very often, if at all, and it was the sweetest sound I have ever heard. I am so excited that she is starting to be able to express her feelings. I live for moments like this, and it is so nice to know that she really does love us!