Baby Anna

I love baby Anna.

When I had Dylan, I passed Baby Anna down to Eva as a consolation prize. 

But she actually gets it; she treasures her and takes care of her and sleeps with her every night.  (She plays with her other dolls also, but Anna is her consistent favorite.)

Well Eva was named star student this week.  She asked if she could bring Baby Anna in to her class to show her to her teacher and friends. 

So we cleaned her up and brushed her hair...the best we could. 

Later that night, she asks me, "Mommy, what did Baby Anna look like when she was younger?"

So I called up my Mom, and she sent me a photo of my first Christmas, when I got her from Santa. 

Me and Baby Anna (Check out the cool 70's decor!)

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The next day I asked her about it, and she was clearly upset.

She started to explain that some of the kids thought Baby Anna was ugly and messy. 

The years have not been kind.  Who are you to judge?

She was sad, and dramatic.

But then I heard sobbing.  I look over and Dylan is crying uncontrollably.  "They were mean to Baby Anna."

Oh my precious babies.