Stevie Wonder

We finally caught her doing the Stevie Wonder impression. For a weekend, a while back, at every meal she would break out in song. As the song got more intense, she would squeeze her eyes shut, tilt her head back and sway from side to side.

Of course, every time we tried to get a picture, she would stop. I don't know where all that passion is coming from in a 2 year old girl, but she's got it.

A Second Look at Ben

At the first ultrasound, we were told that the cord was "close to the baby's head," and that they wanted to do another ultrasound in a couple of months. Thankfully, at this ultrasound they said the cord was out of the way now.

Apparently most babies have the cord wrapped around their neck at some point and it is rarely a problem. (Wait a second - "wrapped around his neck?" I thought they said it was just "close to his head..." No, it was completely around his neck before.)

In the old days, people would have never known unless it was still there during birth. Now we have the technology to see it much sooner and worry about it even though it's usually not a problem.

I guess it is worth taking an early look in there to diagnose potential problems as early as possible, but spare me the unnecessary worry. I guess that's what they were trying to do by telling us that it was just "close to his head" before. So, now do we have to reverse-worry to make up for the worrying we should have been doing until now?

P.S. The tech also confirmed that we're having boy.

Not a Chair?

Kids don't have any preconceived notions about the uses of common household objects. This cradle is at the foot of her bed. Her baby dolls sleep there while she sleeps in her big girl bed; at least that's how it's supposed to work.

Hannah apparently thinks the cradle is a rocking chair that rocks sideways instead of back and forth. Apparently it worked, though, because that baby doll was out after a few short minutes of rocking.




Then there's the laundry basket. Yes, this receptacle can be used to carry dirty clothes down to the washer and clean ones up from the dryer, but that's not all. Hannah climbs in and says "G-g-go-wide?" (For those of you who don't speak Hannah, that means "Go for a ride?")

Quite an imagination she has. It is fun to watch. I just hope I am not stifling it by telling her to stay inside the lines.

Cotton Commercial

It was early in the morning and I was getting ready for work. Apparently, Hannah found the laundry basket full of clean whites. She took off her PJ pants and put my socks on her arms and legs. The rest of the day I had that jingle in my head:

The touch, the feel of cotton
The fabric of our lives