We were
talking about general conference, and I asked Hannah if she knew who the prophet is.
Her response: Pres Monson... And Bro Bothwell.
Hannah came
into the kitchen saying she couldn't find her lipstick. I asked her which one
and she takes me to the couch and pointing, says, That one... uhuh...
When we were
driving home from school at one point Hannah told me where I needed to turn
next. She's developing her sense of direction!
Hannah has
some cute words still, like alephant.
My pretty girl!
Some of her swimming lessons
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