Hanna's Home

Like mother, like daughter?

It's the coolest thing. Hanna has a few more freckles on her little nose. I think they look beautiful and I tell her that.

I remember when Hanna was young and we'd be walking through Costco. A lady would lean over and say, "How beautiful! She looks exactly like her mother!" And I'd smile and reply, "She sure does." But I was never referring to me, rather Katie, her gorgeous birthmom.

Then when Hanna was a little older and learned to talk, she'd tell me I needed to wash my face 'to get the mud off''.

"Oh Hanna, those are just mama's freckles. Trust me, they don't wash off. I've tried."
"So they won't ever come off mama?"
"At this stage, Hanna, I'm thinking not."

But when I see a few freckles on Hanna, I see how beautiful they look on someone else. I see a reflection into my own beauty. Maybe we do share some resemblance. And just maybe my freckles aren't so bad after all.

Clean and Shiny

On Sunday Hanna helped me clean the inside of my car. What a big helper. I've never seen a 4-year old vacuum so intensely. That's the thing about Hanna. She tries so hard at all she does. I wonder where she gets that from?? We did need to solicit dad's help in getting kid's stickers off leather. Through the winter months, she has been slowly decorating the back of mama's seat. She promised no more stickers on car seats from now on.

"Mama, it's fun to clean together." Actually, it was.

I don't know about you, but I love the feeling of driving a clean car.