or Banana. Or Joanitor. This girl has so many nicknames that I didn't know which to use. Being the baby of the family, she was destined to be teased and picked on. And usually, she's a good sport about it -- and always gives as good as she gets.
We were all so excited about the new baby's arrival, that 5-yr old Erica shared the news at her kindergarten Show and Tell. The teacher told me later, it was the first time bashful Erica had something to share!
'Anna, she was to me, as a toddler and I delighted in the days of her youth. We were in the grocery store then and my flexible work hours allowed me to spend time with her. We loved her, played babydoll with her and the older children protected her when I would try to discipline her.
When she was five, the slightly older neighbor girl learned to ride her bike so Johanna, determined sprite, learned to ride hers. She spent hours on the front sidewalk, wreaking, crashing, waving away her daddies offer to help. I was afraid that folks would think I had been beating her; she was scrapped and scratched and bruised. She did ride that bike, tho, and she did it on her own.Now, a young adult, she celebrates her 26th year. Creative, perceptive and saucy. Still determined. An artist, she paints, makes jewelry, likes pottery and tile and rock. She loves tag sales and bargains.
Hannah, Happy 26th! May you find your dreams. I know that when you do, you will do it "on your own"; you will do it your way! Love, Mom
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