Hannah is 6 today!
6 years ago on a Monday morning at 3:30 am Hannah graced us with her presence.
My first words to her were, "Oh you look like a little wrinkled old man." Tender I know. That's when she decided to let out her first lusty cry and me in my slightly drugged and tired state quickly mumbled out, "Don't worry, you'll be pretty someday."
I think she's getting there, don't you?
She's vivacious and loving, funny and creative. She tells me at least once a day that she is an artist.
Happy Birthday my dear, I love you.