There's just something about Anna

I love James. He is the best little boy there could be. I love that he is 110% boy despite his fascination with my makeup (of course, he applies makeup like war paint when he does get his hands on it). I love that he will watch Jane Austen movies with me and find them just as enthralling as Pixar. I love how he tries to figure out the world and how physical he is and loves moving his body.

I love him with all my heart....but there is something about Anna.

Maybe it is because she still a baby and needs me so much more than James. Maybe it is because when I pick her up she melts into my arms and is content to stay there forever (James always fights to be put down even when he was a few months old). Maybe it is because she is so smiley and happy almost all the time.

Maybe because when I am upset or frustrated just looking at her or holding her calms my souls and makes me happy. Whatever it is, there is just something about Anna....

I think I am addicted to her.