Basically, it was a weekend full of Hope and Tannon. We had a little “photo shoot” to get some good shots for the baby announcement (I’ll post those once it is done). My favorite pictures are the following two…both showing Tannon entertaining his “baby sister”. It was so fun to watch. The best moment, not captured, was Monday night. I was holding Hope and she started to cry (no…I didn’t pinch her) and Tannon, looking very concerned, pointed to his dad (my little brother) and said, while pointing from one to the other, “Daddy. Baby.” Justin quickly rescued Hope from the mean auntie and all was well with the universe.
Tannon has also hit a phase of not loving me. Fortunately, I find the whole thing quite amusing. Whenever I tried to talk to him (except for when I was saying goodbye as I headed into the airport…weird) he would put his hand up, with his arm extended (as far as it could reach) toward me, turn his head away from me and say, “NO!” If I decided to keep talking, the “NO!” became “No way!”, which of course made me laugh (because I’m the mean auntie) at which point he would start walking away from me, looking for his mom or dad, while the tears began to flow. I seriously think kids are so great. Like toys for grownups (at least when you are the auntie and not the parent).