Ready For A Snowball Fight

Mom knitted a cap with ear flaps for Hannah, to make sure she doesn't forget her Yankee roots, I guess. Hannah seems to like it.


We had a long overdue visit last night with Hannah's friends in Carla's chorus (Heart of Dallas Chorus). Carla got to sing for a bit and Hannah and I got to listen. We hadn't seen most of those folks in quite a while, so it was a great reunion.

Hannah had her last follow-up appointment with the eye doctor yesterday, and he said her retinal development has now caught up with where a newborn should be. So we don't have to go back for an eye exam until this time next year. And that's a good thing, judging by how loud Hannah cried when they held her eyes open to take a peek, even for a few seconds.

The only other thing going on is pounds, onto Hannah's increasing non-tiny frame. She's 11 pounds now, and we're having to retire all the preemie clothes. I tried to dress her in one of her usual outfits and she looked like a handful of overstuffed sausages.