Months! 22 months, not years. She's growing up fast, and probably wishes she was 22 years old already, but Anna is still our little baby.
She's brave, a worker, extremely clingy to mama, shares with Jonathan, extremely perceptive and seems to understand everything. Stringing words into sentences is not yet worth the effort. Yet she's pretty clear about what she needs/wants, especially when it's to get out of bed at 5.00am.
She sleeps and eats well, is healthy, and we couldn't ask for more than what she is.
[Except that she not stir the terere.]








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