Yeah, she's still cute!

Actually, she's quite gorgeous!  At 7 months old, Hannah is as social and expressive as can be.  She's not quite sitting up on her own as the high chair picture might suggest.  But she's still darn cute.  In fact, I think I hear little miss cute upstairs right now asking for some dinner, so here I go!  Thanks for checking in.

It's June

Sorry so long since I posted!

We have been saying that by June things would begin to return to 'normal'. Well, it's getting there. Sharon and hannah have been home a solid 2 weeks now and Daddy loves it.

Pictures can't show just how beautiful and adorable Hannah is. It's strange to think about actually getting something done around the house because sitting and making faces and jabbering and playing with Hannah if far too much fun to do anything ELSE!

Today marks her 6th month birthday. Sharon sang Happy Birthday this morning when she awoke (the 2nd time). She seemed to think that was cool. She is 13.5lbs. and 23 inches long. She is rolling 3/4 of the way onto her tummy . . . so, I guess that wouldn't be her tummy, huh.

She makes dinasour sounds. She fakes burping when Daddy is feeding her. I guess she thinks that's just what Daddy does! She loves having the ABCs sung and signed to her. Head Shoulders Knees and Toes is another favorite. Since she was about 2 months old Sharon has been reading 5 Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed. She gets areal kick out of it and generally won't go to bed without having heard it once or twice.

One more day of Post Planning for Daddy and he's home for the summer! Sarah is Sewing, Camp Highlanding, Amtraking and Cheerleading all summer long. When she's not too busy, Daddy will take her to the pool! Mommy's still trying to figure out what to do with all the new stuff in our house since the squaring away of her mother's estate (while caring for a 6 month old and 36 year old!)

Thanks for cheking in!

What a great time!

Man, I love those girls! Sharon and Hannah got to come home last weekend. . . and got to stay the week! I still had to go to work, but, man! what a difference having those people around is! I mean that in a good way :) This weekend Sarah got to see her sister again and had a wonderful time feeding her, carrying her, playing with her. . . being a sister!

God has seasons for everything.

I've been bitter lately about some things God has chosen to act differently upon; Mimi for instance. (I don't really know if a semicolon goes there, but I know you read it with the appropriate inflection) Turns out, though, I'm not all that different than Jesus in terms of my prayer requests. Jesus asked His loving, all-knowing Heavenly Father, "Let this cup pass!" And God said. . .well, you know the story.

We had a drought. It rained. I had stress at work. It lifted. I missed my wife and daughter for 6 weeks. They came home. Be faithful. Sit back and live.

Hannah is smiling regularly (when she sees her father!), Laughing occasionally (much more so with her father), trying her darndest to sit up, sitting in the Boppy our friends Bob and Libby let us borrow, kicking and kicking and kicking, turning her head to and for and to, and being ever so expressive!

They have gone back to Chattanooga to square away things. . . but they'll be back :)

MiMi

Part of Hannah's story is the amount of drive that she gave her grandmother, Marilyn Holcomb, Sharon's mom. Mrs Holcomb was diagnosed with a rare cancer of the Peritoneam (sp?). She outlived the standard life expectancy of Peritoneal Cancer patients by double - all because she wanted to see, hold, love and enjoy Hannah. MiMi completed her journey today at 12:00p.m. It's funny because she had chiming mantle clocks in her house. That's not the funny part. The one in her bedroom has recently gotten hung up every 10, 11 and 12 o'clock hours. On those hours it would ringing seemingly incessantly. Actually it would ring about 15-20 times. Mrs Holcomb took her last breath right before the 12 o'clock chiming. We were right there with her watching to see if she was going to take another breath as the clock started. Well. . . we listened and watched as that clock started doing it's thing. But just as we noticed that it had rung it's annoying 20 times, it kept going. . . and going. . . and going. We all (me, Sharon and Shirley Bunn) started cracking up through our tears. I'll be danged if MiMi's spirit wasn't over there ringing that bell announcing her full and total arrival in Heaven.

So, how's the baby? :)

Everyone's so nice to ask. To which I say, "uhuhuh" (grunted version of "I don't know). Sharon and Hannah are in Chattanooga full time now. I've seen them 8 days in the last month.

Mrs Holcomb's friends have risen to the occasion to be there, helping Sharon in ways that are immeasurable. My mom and dad are up there for their 2nd week helping out. Of course, Hannah is in paradise with Nanny and PaPa there!

Mrs. Holcomb is very slowly declining. Sharon is doing an amazing job. Pray for 'Godspeed.'

Current

I know it's been a long time since my last post, but it's been as crazy as one would think with a new-born around. These days, though, Hannah is smiling cooing and being generally baby-cute! She and Sharon have been burning up the road in between home and Chattanooga to take care of her mom. Marylin now needs care 24/7. Yes, you all can pray us through this time.

All's Well

Everything is going as it should be. Sleep at night is sufficient, say, 3 or 4 hours. Healthy eating, pooping, crying and times of contentment is a part of every day. Sharon is a FABULOUS mother. Sarah is an ideal sister. I'm doin' alright, I guess.

Life is heaven.

This is the point in blogging when I don't know what to say.

Let us know if you have questions. . . that might prompt me with things to say!