is 9 years old.
I am not exaggerating when I say it feels like we just brought her
home from the hospital, screaming and crying.
What started out as a rough year has turned into a fantastic nine years.
I always knew, even when she was crying,
that she had a wonderful, sweet spirit in her.
And she definitely does.
Here's Anna as a butterfly when she was 4 years old.
And here she is just a month ago:
Annabelle reminds me of sunshine and sand and Popsicles.
is was always messy; my little orphan child
who loves nail polish, art (of any kind), to laugh and be crazy
and loves taking self portraits.
She rarely stops moving, loves to laugh, has a temper, and is so kind.
We love our Annabelle.