Melt my heart...

When I went in to get Hannah up this morning, I found this note taped to her crib. What a blessing and encouragement this morning!


To Mommy,
Thank you for taking such good care of me. Thank you for reading to me. Thank you for feeding me even though I am not very good at eating my cereal. Thank you for playing with me and making me laugh. Thank you for changing my diapers and giving me a bath. Thank you for staying home with me and not going back to work. I really enjoy spending time all day with you. Most of all, thank you for praying for me.
Love,
Hannah


(Lynn and Beth - this has to be worth 5 kittens, right? I take back what I said the other night...major cuteness factor!!!)

Try these on for size...

We put on Hannah's Nike shoes just for "kicks." These were given to her about a week after I found out I was pregnant by my good friends Crystal and Kelly (aka Robinson and Levesque). We love the shoes and can't wait to see Hannah run around in them one day soon!

Our balding baby

Maybe one of the reasons Hannah is being mistaken for a little fella is that she is balding quite nicely in the back. Since she now sleeps on her tummy we got rid of the flat spot (mostly), but we have replaced it with hairless patterns now. Hannah's Grandpa Jim has the opposite balding pattern as her, so I think if they got their hair together we could end up with one full head of hair! (We will work on that when we see you next month, Jim.)





Here are some pictures of Grandpa Jim's complimentary balding pattern.



Here is a shot from the front. This is my mom and Jim at my brother's wedding in 2000.

Cool like her cousin

Hannah's cousin Bryce has some crazy fun hair, so Hannah wanted to be stylin like him. Jason's favorite thing to do after bath time is to give her these funky hairdos, so we thought Bryce might enjoy these. You can really see the red hair coming out in these pictures as well.

This one is for the grandparents...

WAR EAGLE!!!!!

Here were some pictures of Hannah as she prepared for and watched the Auburn football team upset (read: ANNIHILATE) the Florida Gators.
WAR EAGLE!!!!

Let the fun begin!

Well, I am pretty sure we are in the teething phase now. Our sweet, content little one has turned into a fussy and restless baby. I am sure there will be many more fun days ahead with more drool (can it get any worse???!!!), more gnawing, and more tears.
Here are some funny comics I found relating to this baby phase (let's hope it is just a phase - and a quick one!).

Our "little fella"

For some reason there have been numerous occassions lately when Hannah has been referred to in public as a "cute little fella." This is not because she is in blue or any other little 'boy' colors, in fact, it is usually when she is in cute little 'girl' clothes. I guess we are doomed to have total strangers refer to her as a "fella" until she actully looks like a little girl. Maybe this has to do with the fact that she looks so much like her daddy! Who even uses the word "fella" anymore...I have not heard this used until recently and only in reference to Hannah (grrr!)
Anyway, I would never dream of taking her out in public in this outfit, even though I think it is absolutely adorable! She would be mistaken all over for a boy....even though it says "sweet girl" on it. I guess we are going to have to start wearing more bows with our blue and green outfits.

I still cannot believe that I get to see this cute face each and every day...what a blessing from God!
If these don't make you smile, I don't know what will.

Just some cute shots....

We don't get many of these "snuggle" moments anymore. Hannnah is too busy playing and looking around for this, so I steal them when I can...which is usually when she is asleep.

Our ultra compassionate child

Last night I was having a bit of a rough night (I am better now) but Hannah was less than compassionate in my fragile state. I was nursing her and talking with Jason at the same time. Tears began to flow as I was pouring my heart out to Jason. In the mean time, Hannah quit nursing and began giggling uncontrollably at me. At first I tried to ignore it and continued talking with Jason. But eventually, she won out, and I could not contain my laughter. So, I learned that she is not cut out to be a counselor (Sorry Alair and Beth). She seemed to think it was hilarious that I was crying! So, take note, if you are needing some sympathy and a shoulder to cry on...don't do it around Hannah, unless you are ready to be laughed at - which actually tends to dry the tears up pretty quickly.


This picture has nothing to do with the above post, I just thought it was cute!

Check out our new trick...

Magazine Melee

The 4 of us took a nice leisurely stroll to the mailbox today (it is located at the apartment complex office) to pick up the mail. When we returned and Hannah began looking at one of the catalogs that we got, the following melee ensued...



And here was the aftermath. Too bad neither of the offending parties knows how to pick up after themselves (at least not yet!).


There is always something going on at the Whitlark household!

No one told me this....

I was talking to a friend the other night about losing the "baby belly" that never quite goes away after pregnancy. Her doctor told her to do 50 crunches everyday for 6 months and that will do the trick (we shall see). So, Jason and I have set out to do 50 crunches every night (Yes, he has the baby belly too).
Well, let me tell you, I could not do 1 full sit up! NO JOKE! If my life, or anyone else's life, depended on doing 1 full sit up last night, we would all be in trouble! I know that my muscles were stretched out and everything, but 1 full sit up could not be that hard to do. Most of my crunches last night consisted of lifting my neck off the floor. I spent most of the time laughing hysterically so I would not cry over how sad the whole picture really was (it was pretty funny though, Jason thoroughly got a kick out of my inability to do a sit up). So, now I am on a mission to strengthen these sorry muscles. No one told me this wonderful part of post partum!

P.S. It is 7:30am and the baby is still asleep! WOOHOO! She went to bed at 8:30pm last night and is still going strong! I on the other hand, keep checking on her every 10 minutes to make sure she is still OK.

The great baby distractors

I LOVE wrist wrattles. Only, we don't put them on Hannah's wrists, we put them on her ankles. They keep her entertained mainly while we are driving in the car. But, as you can see here, they are fascinating to her.
Thanks for these Leigh...they are lifesavers!