Not Quite Starving for Attention

Playing with a washrag

Carla's parents drove in this weekend and my mom stowed away in their back seat. Add Cat and Jon to the mix, and you get a couple days where Hannah's feet rarely touched the floor. It's obvious that Hannah thrives on all the attention and interaction, and she always seems happier and more grown up in the days after we have visitors. Of course, it could just be that they leave behind piles of new toys, books, and clothes.

Looking out the window

Snoozing in Grandma's arms

Leaning out the window to make sure that's not a pot plant Mom and Dad are growing in the back yard.

At the park

We took Hannah down to the park for a stroll tonight. She watched the ducks and bikes and joggers, and examined the wooden bench and concrete. I stopped short of letting her crawl around, because everything she finds on the ground goes into her mouth, and, as I mentioned, there were ducks about.

The sunflower hat above was handmade by Grandma Hall. My fault that it's turned up Gilligan-style in the photo. It looks better turned down, but I just have to be able to see those eyes all the time.

For another video clip (5MB) of Hannah, this time giggling, click here.