Anna-isms #6

When you ask Anna her name, she replies: "Anna Zane Worry." Always. It's never just "Anna"; it's always the whole name.

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She knows my first name: Em-o-wee. And her Daddy's name? Uncle Bryan, of course. She also calls her great-grandfather Uncle Gene instead of Papa Gene.

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When she puts coins in her piggy bank, we tell her the name of each coin. She repeats, etc. However, for dime, she often says diamond. Hey, a girl can hope. I suppose if you have enough dimes, you can buy a diamond . . . .

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I asked Anna: Want to put on your pants? (She likes to take them off at home all. the. time. Since it's been chilly, I've encouraged pant wearing.)
She responded: No, thank you, but thanks for asking.

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When picking out shoes or clothes, I always give her choices. Recently, she was pulling shoe choices on her own. Of the four pair on display, one was out of the question. As I was about to tell her that the pink strappy sandles were not happening, she looks at me dead serious, cuts me off by saying, "Mom. Calm down."

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When the babysitter asked her what she thought I was going to buy Bryan for Christmas, Anna said after some thoughtful consideration: A big bike. A big Bible because he's my big Papa.

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Anna regularly carries around a paperback Webster's dictionary that's really her Big Book of BooBoos. (Thanks Doc McStuffins.)

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She's really into:

• Pretending to brush her doll's teeth
• Asking for Pepto because her "tummy hurts real bad." (Due to medication from the infamous car sickness episode. Apparently the children's Pepto is candy flavored.)
• Cheese, almonds, and blueberries
• Watching shows (Paw Patrol at the moment)
• Playing house
• Gummy bears
• Unwrapping Advent presents
• Christmas lights
• The neighbor's cat, whom she calls her "pet"
• Orange juice
• Singing "Jingle Bells"

I've also written some posts on the Fort Worth Moms Blog that mention my little sweetie. Here's one about her music class. And another about our life as a transracial family. Oh and an exciting one about her potty training successes. Finally, a bit about our adoption story. Clearly, I've been busy. Ha!

Here is a pic of another favorite past time: playing in my make-up. The lone tear is left over from me making her put up my "good" blush, if I remember correctly.