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MY DAY 1 July

I am here to tell the day of my birthday ....... day to remember.
The 1st birthday for a child is a great thrill, especially when the arms are holding a little girl named Matilda Hai Yen, who came from a place so lontano.Adesso I realize you're growing every giormo more and more, I would stop time for hold tightly to my heart, but time has to go because mom and dad want to see big, healthy, proud to be the daughter of Mom and Dad ... I know these words have been written and said many times that we come into your heart and remain with you always.
Your 1 st birthday party was organized and a bit 'all the parents, grandparents, uncles but especially from your cousins \u200b\u200bwho put heart and soul. You've been kissed, hugged, petted by all the people who came to see while your shyness, appeared to every new face, your surprise at seeing the candles on your cake, the balloons, the clatter of voices, singing "Happy Birthday Matilda" were signs of true love, which have led to this great family.

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GREETINGS TO OUR RAINBOW


TODAY turns 1 on August 13.

Little Matilda Hai Yen, on the day of your first birthday mom and dad want to thank you for here with us.

early dawn of the day to hear your voice so sweet, announces the awakening of a butterfly .... a butterfly came from a place so far to cheer our home.

The wings are served to you as soon as we were ready to fly to close them
and keep you with us.

From January 14 2009 that butterfly is resting on our hearts and pour out when you move a great movement in our lives.


We know that one day will return those wings to fly, but only because there will not be mom and dad.

We wish you the best this life can give you and be skilled in Love .

AUGURI MAMMA E PAPA’

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Le giornate trascorrono serene a casa dei miei nonni, tra coccole , baci e vari spupazzzamenti di tutti i parenti.Il mio papà ci ranggiungerà molto presto e passeremo il resto delle ferie con lui al mare....
La sua assenza comincia a sentirsi, mi mancano le sue passeggiate ,la sua voce quando mi canticchia le canzoncine , mentre io lo guardo e penso:" non diventerà mai un cantante".
In questi giorni ho fatto passi da gigante ,resto in piedi da sola per qualche secondo, gattono come un fulmine ,e mangio tutto quello che trovo per terra.Al sea \u200b\u200bgive the best of myself, I'm always under water, the sea here is clear and I see the little fish.
I met Jade, my mom always says that it was the girl of his dreams, when I was not yet come to the world, it is beautiful and also a big softie, as his mom and my papà.La My friend gave me a very emotional day of his baptism, we were at the center of me, her and the little Naomi.
I would say to my father: "We miss you so much, come soon ..........."

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MY DAUGHTER TO OUR VARIETY

The child called his mother,
and asks: "Where did I come?
Where I have found and collected? "
The mother listens, cries and smiles while shaking her baby to his chest
:
"You were a desire in my heart!" "You were my toy in the game, at dawn, at the time of prayer, I have undone and redone.
You were
before God on the throne of adoration:
in his worship, I worship you!" "In the hopes of my life, all my loves in the life of my ancestors, in our old house,
nobody knows how long you were hidden in the bosom of God "" When the heart in youth
opened in bloom,
t'univi closely together as a fragrance

to keep my limbs, spreading

grace with your tenderness. "" Dear darling of all of you are the oldest of eternity, the same age as the light of dawn: the dreams of the universe you come back in a wave of joy fill my heart with joy. "
" With eyes looking at you:
not understand your mystery! Eri
of all, you have become mine.
In that body, kissing this body,
become a child of the mother, you did see

smile sweetly while in this world. "" For fear of losing you would like to tie you to the chest: a little t'allontani if \u200b\u200bI plunged in sorrow. I do not know what an illusion to keep me bound to break the hidden treasure of the universe in these two weak my arms. "

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