Whew.....

1. Somehow, I haven't taken a single picture since last Friday. Considering since Hannah was born, I've had to organize my pictures not by year, and not by month, but by day, this is strange, which means you will probably be overwhelmed by pictures after this weekend.
2. I planted a tomato plant. My first shot at gardening. I even bought a compost book. My tomato plant is bigger today.
3. Matt's Nana has been in town from PA. We've spent most evenings hanging out with her and Matt's parents. Matt's sister, her husband and their son Kalen are coming to town tonight. I'm sure we'll have some sort of cousin photo shoot, if they are awake at the same time.
4. Hannah is still sleeping great. But I'm so over her pacifier. We're chucking it May 30th. It's a threat no one really believes.
5. Hannah and I attended an adoption play group. Hannah showed her appreciation by sleeping the entire time. But I had a great time! Every single woman there adopted after infertility. We all had the same stories about an RE (reproductive endocrinologist) in town we didn't like. An RE in town we did like. And the hormones that make us crazy. I'm very much looking forward to becoming friends with these ladies (and their beautiful children from all over the world).
6. We will be celebrating my older brother's graduation from med school this weekend. Congratulations Jeb! Of course we are also excited for everyone to see Hannah. She continues to change so rapidly. She's already so much more grown up since they saw her last at Easter.
7. Matt and I continue to be thankful for Hannah, our adoption story, our house, the weather, BSF, and each other.
8. Pray for our family's health. Matt has pink eye in his left eye. His left eye gave it to his right eye. His throat hurts, he's tired, and upstairs still sleeping. Hannah and I are continuing to be the strong women that we are (thank you Lord) :). Seriously though, I don't care if I get pink eye. Please pray that Hannah doesn't. I don't want to have to give her eye drops that look like super glue. I would be miserable. She probably would be too.