May she be granted beauty; and yet not
Beauty to make a stranger's eye distraught,
Or hers, before a looking glass; for such,
Being made bautiful overmuch,
Consider beauty a sufficient end
And never know the strength to make a friend

(From dubious memories of Yeats' "Prayer for My Daughter", by a fireside)

Congratulations to proud and (I am sure) tired parents, and to young Hanna for making a way into this whacky world!