Caught

Monday nights are late work nights for me, so Jason picks Hannah up from the babysitter. As much as I'd rather be home, I love walking in and being greeted with a big "Mumma!" and a hug from Hannah. As I approached the door tonight, I was already hearing the squeal of excitement that she gives me as I walk through the door. However, when I walked in I wasn't greeted at the door but rather Hannah was peeking through the sheer that covers the window on our front door (anchored on both ends by rods) looking outside. Initially, I couldn't figure out why she wasn't turning to me to give me my hug until I realized that she was whining, which then turned into a full out cry. She'd gotten her head stuck between the sheer and the door! Don't worry. No harm done, except for a bruised ego :-)