Breakfast with Hannah...

Usually breakfast on a Saturday morning means pancakes. She usually wakes up and wants pancakes for breakfast. Now, being the cook that I am, that takes about half an hour to make. For some reason, the first few pancakes take forever to cook and then end up looking less than appetizing. Today, though, she requested cereal. So we sat at the kitchen table while she talked to me (you really don't even have to try to make conversation with this girl...she will just talk, and talk, and talk. As long as you nod and say uh huh every once in a while you're good) and this morning, she was talking to me about "her" baby. According to Hannah, "her" baby is hungry in the mornings and how does her baby sleep in my tummy? And when "her" baby comes out, she will push it in her stroller and put her in her "white things." The aforementioned white things are a baby doll sized high chair and cradle that are painted white that someone gave to her about a year ago. Seems like she has big plans for "her baby." I can only hope that she continues to have this enthusiasm after she is born!