
Reagan is a happy kid. She squeals in delight at being around new people and will strike up a conversation with practically anyone. I used to joke that Rey was my milk carton child because she will walk up to people and say hey or want to get involved in some way. That’s horrible to say I know. I fear the very thought of someone snatching my child away from me. Reagan turns two next month. I can hardly believe {Read More}









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