... who's really looking all tiny and fragile at 2.345 kilos.
The little one who Mom says is as fiesty as I had been this time thirty years ago.
The beautiful little one who's going to grow up a peach just like her 姑姑. (That is, if her dad's going to allow her to hang out with 姑姑, as much as her older brother does.)
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