Hannah:1, Gate:0

For about a month now, we've been trying to move Hannah into her own room. However, she keeps sneaking into our room and then pokes me in the middle of the night. Then she gets in our bed and then kicks, hits, squirms, talks ... hence, a very unhappy grumpy mother in the morning.

The solution? The installation of the gate! However, after hearing some noise, I turn the corner and see this!

Hannah: 1 Gate:0. The gate will be returned tomorrow. Now where can I find a 8ft gate?

Making Cookies

Today, Hannah and I made chocolate chip cookies together. She was really good at pouring sugar and flour into the bowl and then enjoyed watching the mixer mix everything. However, when I handed her the cup of chocolate chips, she looked at it intensely. I kept telling her to poor it in but she just starred at it. Then she picked up one, as though to put them in one by one but then ... "pop" into her mouth. So, I took the cup and poured it in for her. Then, she looked at me with this face of "Why did you do that for? They were perfectly good chocolates!"

She was done "cooking" at this point. After that, all she asked for where chocolate chips. Not interested in anything else. Next time, I'll need to make sugar cookies.

We, also had trout for dinner today with some garlic bread. I baked the trout whole, so Hannah kept "feeding" the trout garlic bread. By the end of the meal, the fish's mouth was full of bread.