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Shorter than everyone. Short black hair, usually mistaken for a baby boy. Her skin is lighter than mine. You can notice her beautiful shaped eyebrows. Her small round nose is the the cutest. You can notice here smile across her face and her little teeth showing across the room. Her dimples will have you saying “awe so cute” the deepest holes in her cheeks. You can see her crawling very slowly across the room with no shoes on. Her big pajamas dangle, while she picks up one leg and trying to walk. She is one of the funniest babies, trying to sing her song ia ia o. I spot her at the end of the day waving bye to everyone.

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