Hannah has always been hilarious – I always am amazed at how such a big personality has come in such a small body. But just the last few days there have been a couple of things that I had to write down. If I put it on paper I’ll lose it, but the Internet…that will last forever.

One was last night. Ashley put her to bed while I was feeding/rocking/wrestling Will. I heard them reading one of Hannah’s new favorite books – “Do You Know The Muffin Man?” Later I went back to check on her, and as I hugged her I told her how much I love her and how thankful I am that God put her in our family. The rest of the conversation went something like this:

Hannah: Where does God live?
Lee (eager for the first spiritual conversation with his daughter): God lives everywhere. He lives in us.
Hannah: Where is Jesus?
Lee (so far, so good): Jesus is with God.
Hannah: I know where Jesus lives.
Lee: Really, where?
Hannah: He lives on Jesus Lane.

It took me a second to make the connection to the muffin man song.

The other that just made me lose it happened today. Hannah was in the living room watching TV. I was in the kitchen making dinner.

Hannah (yelling in her most demanding voice):  “Daddy! Get me chocolate milk!”
Lee (I, of course, am not going to respond): “Excuse me?”
Hannah: “Chocolate Milk!”
Lee: “Excuse me?”
Hannah: “I want more chocolate milk!”
Lee: “Excuse me?”
Hannah then comes into the kitchen, puts her hand on her hip and looks at me and says: “How many times do I have to say Chocolate milk?”