Bye, Bye Annie

I'm not sure if anyone is going to read this post, considering I don't have annie anymore, but it feels wrong just ending it, so this is my final post. I've learned quite a few things over the past month.

Things I learned about Annie:
She is made up of 10 percent independence, 15 percent curiosity, 25 percent stubborn, and 50 percent honey.
If you're in a rush with Annie, pretend you're not: it goes much faster.
If she won't do something, circumnavigate.
Everything is not "too scary." I think she thinks this is her ongoing joke.
She understands a whole lot more of your conversation than you want her too.
Curiosity killed the cat, and damaged a lot of my stuff.
If you want her to smile for a picture, tell her to "smile for daddy."
Bob is the only effective distraction.

Things Annie taught me:
Don't be afraid to dance in public.
Try things yourself, but if you need to, ask for help.
Start every morning by telling someone, "good morning. beautiful day." It might just make their day.
Find joy in the small things.
Sing more.
She taught me how to roar like every imaginable type of lion.
Sometimes, things just get a little to loud.
Making people laugh is not overrated.
Karen, this one's for you: if you feel like you can't do it on your own, ask God to "hold yous." I guarantee he won't ever say no.

I'm not going to write the things that I taught Annie. I'll leave that as a surprise for her parents. Hopefully they won't figure out what she's saying. I told Annie it was our secret.

Well, that's all I got for my final post. There's just one thing left to say:

Love you Annie Belle.