Christmas....Hanna style

Christmas was great, until Piper threw up all over Karen's dining room (including a cloth covered chair), then again at our house, and again and again (4x, yep, thats right). In the middle of all that Sage started. So at 9pm last night Shawn was shampooing our carpets (grape tylenol vs white carpeting....emergency carpet shampooing) and I was setting Piper up on the couch with the garbage can. Poor kiddo.....Merry Christmas to the Hanna family.

Before the puking we had a great day! Shawn got me some Under Armour for running, and shirt and pants so now I am ready to tackle cold weather runs. My sister in law got me a great vest (Im a bit vest obsessed), Piper got a Barbie house, car, new Barbie, a sewing machine and lots of other stuff. Sage got toys. Lots and lots of toys. Shawn got long underwear, a new knife and a scabbard for hunting on horseback. We got a new grill from Shawn's mom and dad and Im sure we will be breaking that in tonight!

I thought alot this weekend about "belief". Why do we believe in Santa? The answer I got from Piper was because we have Santa Tracker to see where he is flying and reindeer food to attract Rudolph, plus Santa has email and a website. Kids today believe because they have technology telling them to. We believed because, well, because we went to bed early and got up early and VOILA....Santa had been there! No government agency tracking him across the globe, no Reindeer food guiding Rudolph (who didnt need any directions for hundreds of years) and Santa didnt write you a letter till you wrote him one. We believed because we did, thats just the way it was. Im kinda sad that my kids need so many reasons to believe. Im sad that they cant just believe because they are children and they can.

Brannon

I am a terrible mother. A terrible, blogging mother. I cant remember the last time I updated on Brannon. Compared to the other blogging moms who have great photos, awesome stories and are ON TIME with their updates (Geri)....I am a terrible, blogging mom.

So here goes....a very late Brannon blog!!

He is 10 weeks old today, around 12.5lbs and 22 inches long. We have had a long standing battle with acid reflux which we seem to be getting a handle on. Of course, the "tips" the doctor told us to do did not work, so we went with some good, ol' fashioned, been-there-done-that, experienced mom advice and whattya know....PEACE IN THE VALLEY!!!!

Aside from the screaming and crying, which I cant blame the little guy for...how miserable for him....Brannon Garnet is a great baby! He is getting to the age where we can interact with him more. He laughs and coos, he smiles and giggles (which often results in puking....work in progress) and we have so much fun with him!

Piper really doesnt pay much attention to him. He isnt very much fun for an 8 year old, not compared to her little buddy, Sage. But she loves to love on him, which lasts about 30 seconds, then give him back. A few more months and she will be all over him just like she is with Sage.


Sage thinks his little brother is great! He loves to pull his paci away and substitute his fingers. He also thinks that when the fingers in Brannon's mouth doesnt work, then he tries up his nose, but again, he just doesnt understand why Bran doesnt like that. As far as Sage is concerned having your fingers in your mouth or up your nose is normal and natural.

Thankfully Brannon is very laid back. This is obvious when you watch Sage crawl into the boppy with Brannon and proceed to give him kisses (which can be scary moment for seasoned parental figures) and Brannon just sits there. Sage crawls all over him, sits on him, lays on top of him and Brannon just chills.



Brannon loves to play on the floor with his daddy and thats when he gets to laughing and smiling the most. Sage tends to get very jealous of this so its a good thing that Daddy is strong and can hold Sage off while he plays with Brannon.
I am so lucky that all my kiddos are such great kids!