I Think Not!

Father's Day post? I think not! I would gladly tell you all what a wonderfull father Ian is, but right now, Hank looks entirely too much like him. The nerve of him! - taking up so much of my mini-me's face with his features! I'm too disgusted to say anything nice. At least he's pretty :)

Big Fat Hank

Anyone who saw my post with picks of my belly can easily understand why "Big Fat Hank" was my nickname of choice for Hannah. I would even sing her a song about it :)

Anyway, Ian and she got together and would sing to me about how it was really "Big Fat Mom."

We got into a rather spirited debate, but when she was born just 7 lbs 13 oz and I was still pretty large, I compromised and decided it was "big fat us."

I'm no longer willing to avoid the truth.

Now that she is 10 lbs, 3.5 oz of bloomin' baby beauty, I think it is pretty obvious who the big fat one really is.

Do I know how to feed 'em or do I know how to feed 'em!?!?!?!

(AHEM! Do I know how to eat or do I know how to eat!?!?! - Hannah)