Look at HER now.
It has been one year, eight months and thirteen days.





Jule loves picking on her. I do not know why but Jule loves to get anything she has whether it is a toy, a brush, a paper, a glass or even a chocolate wrapper. It is something between the middle and the youngest I think, o well, I dunno. They pull each other’s clothes, they kick each other, and they are fighting over everything and anything. But when it comes to picture taking, they always hug and kiss as if they are really close, haha!






SHE has been the ANGEL of our family.
Kuya loves and protects her. Every day, he gives her a good morning kiss. He has been a very good kuya to her from day one. I can ask him to look after her while I am taking a bath. I just tell him, just say “mommy” when she cries. These two always hug and kiss each other.
Kuya loves and protects her. Every day, he gives her a good morning kiss. He has been a very good kuya to her from day one. I can ask him to look after her while I am taking a bath. I just tell him, just say “mommy” when she cries. These two always hug and kiss each other.


Jule loves picking on her. I do not know why but Jule loves to get anything she has whether it is a toy, a brush, a paper, a glass or even a chocolate wrapper. It is something between the middle and the youngest I think, o well, I dunno. They pull each other’s clothes, they kick each other, and they are fighting over everything and anything. But when it comes to picture taking, they always hug and kiss as if they are really close, haha!

Daddy calls her PRETTY. She is such a daddy’s girl. He always tells her how much he loves her. She sees him as someone who has the authority and the power to tell you the do’s and don’ts. She obeys him, no doubt but she knows very well how to tickle his fancy. She is the only one who can wake him up anytime she wants, without coming across with his grouchiness.



And SHE is my mini ME. It makes me happy and it leaves a smile on my face when people say that she looks like me. It is so amusing to see how maarte and kikay she is (I just wish I can control that when she grows up). I love dressing her up and combing her little curly hair. I love teaching her some nursery rhymes during bath time. I love it when she hugs me so tight and kisses me with no reason at all.
O well, what can I say, we simply love MARGUERITTE GAYLE.


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