Once you had recovered from your heart surgery, we started the process to adopt Ansley. We had put it on hold during the time you were sick but we always planned on adopting at least 1 child. (Turns out it was 2)
So many folks asked, don't you think you have enough on your plate? Should you be adding another child to your family? Thing is, we realized we had worked around the clock to keep you alive and make you better. We had so much more energy and time than we ever thought possible. (not to mention, LOVE and DESIRE for more children) So many nay-sayers. Family! Friends! Complete Strangers! So many had opinions. Not that we asked. Still folks seemed to think it their duty to say, "But you have Sawyer. Don't you think that is enough?". Or the great, "I sure couldn't do what you're doing" (To be honest, there are those who still think we can't do it. Even though we are, each and every day. All you can do Sawyer is say, "Nuts to them!" And move on) But I digress....
When we first got Ansley home, we carried both you and her in a double stroller. EVERY.TIME. we had you out, we would get at least one comment to the effect, "Are they twins?". It never ceased to amaze me. I would just say, "Nope. They are 3 months apart." Then I'd walk away and leave them with their mouths hanging open.
You have a unique relationship with Ansley. You love to play pretend with her. You always make her the Princess! She loves that. You love her. AND the funniest thing is, she cannot work her girly-powers on you. She can make her other 2 brothers so angry with her womanly-wiles. Not you. You are immune. Let me tell you, that frustrates her severely. She can use the line: "I won't be your friend" with her other brothers and they cave. Every Time. Not you. You ignore every tactic she has in her repertoire. Drives her crazy. It's quite funny to watch.
She likes to take care of you. You let her sometimes and then totally ignore her other times. I pair you up with Ansley anytime we go somewhere. Because I know there will be no nonsense. Whereas, if I pair you up with Judson the two of you will be wrestling on the floor. (doesn't matter where we are) If I pair you up with Turner, you drive him crazy trying to touch his lips or hair. (Then he whines. Drives Mom crazy) Ansley won't allow such things. She'll pinch you or flat out hit you. Since you don't like that, you don't pull any of your stunts with her. I guess you could say, each of you has the others number. It works.
There you are, Sawyer. The story of you and your sister. My wish is, as you and Ansley grow older, your relationship will grow closer and deeper.
Love,
Mom
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