Three years ago, at 10:16 in the morning, I pushed out a 9lb 2oz baby named Hannah. I carried that child for forty-one weeks. And today we celebrated her, instead of me and all my hard work. What is that all about? Just kidding. I mean, we did celebrate her, but rightly so. She is kind of adorable, and I'm so very lucky to be her mommy.
Hannah happily shared her birthday fun with Maggie. Aside from a few toy tug-of-wars, today was pretty fun for both the girls.