What hapened to our little baby who had to be carried everywhere ... had little hair... started off with only breast milk and then moi-moi... rarely smile... slept very often.
Slowly and surely you've grown into a pretty, cheerful, chicken rice loving and very talkative little precious ray of sunshine. Oh how you've grown. I hear daddy telling you very often "Don't grow up so fast". Our last baby is now 3 years old... oh how time flies.
Happy birthday to our precious Evelyn.
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