So Aaron, Jacob’s youngest brother, got to meet Hannah last night, and he sent an email this morning telling about their meeting. One of his stories really cracked me up, and I just had to share… How am I going to make it 2 whole weeks to see her?!!!?
When I first walked into the house she was strutting around with head erect and chest thrown out, wearing only the necessities of a minimalist’s attire; rather fashionably modeling her butterfly wings, panties, and of course high heels…..nothing more!! Likely being distracted by her newfound casa de abundancia, she was very approachable and quickly grasped my finger with her hand – more like jaws of life – and gave me a rather extensive tour of the entire house and she was sure to include her room, pointing out many a toy on the way.
She is so very lovable, has beautiful smile, definitely a little ornery, and not to make you girls a little jealous or anything, but is definitely a Daddy’s girl and pretty much gives men preferential treatment. At least that’s how I felt since she was very quick to fuse herself to my neck for most of the evening. But, that could also be in relation to me having the energy to give her a simulation of how it feels to be superwoman for about 30 minutes. “Agan, agan Aran,” she would say to me as we flew about the house dodging table chairs and occasionally bumping her head on the door frame.