If Laura Petrie Married General Patton
Reagan – the oldest of our three daughters and the one who kicked off the whole presidential names thing we have going. Seriously, I didn’t even think about it until she was 3 days old and one of the nurses in the hospital looked at her name and said “Wow Reagan (ourlastname – which is rather presidential). Do you have presidential aspirations for this kid?” She has a huge, but very tender heart. She is mommy’s big helper. And, she thinks Food Network is the best thing on TV.
McKinley – the middle daughter who was named by a friend of ours who insisted that we would be doing her a disservice if we didn’t give her a presidential name like her big sister. She is a free spirit. She is also mommy’s little daredevil and the one who will surely make me go gray prematurely.
Taylor – the youngest one who decided to come into the world 9 weeks early and help her sister out with that whole turning mommy’s hair gray thing. She thinks Wilford Brimley is the anti-christ and that Paula Deen should tell her bedtime stories.
Husband – is an Air Force maintenance officer who is currently “sentenced” to the Pentagon.
Cooper – the Afghan-hunting-gourmet-pizza-and-mexican-pastry-eating HUGE (he is 125 lbs and not overweight) Golden Retriever who atoned for all transgressions – past, present and future – the day he alerted me and then pushed me down the hallway to the room where McKinley who (at 10 weeks) was supposed to be napping but decided instead to stop breathing. He has earned the right to counter cruise from time to time.