Anna

Anna is my snugly child, my daring child, my mothering child, my temperamental child. She is so opposite from James who does not like to snuggle, who is cautious (and still runs from the vacuum while Anna dances in front of it), who only just learned to say "no" and uses it sparingly whereas Anna says it frequently and with great force. Oh yes, she my look cute and sweet but ...


She knows how to torment her brother by knocking down his train set, or her personal favorite, grabbing a train car and running away giggling, leaving wails of dismay in her wake.


But she is always willing to kiss and make up. Or give comfort when she thinks it is needed. Or make friends with animals and babies.