Love at first photo...

"I knew i loved you before i met you" words to a song you've never heard but they say it all for me when it comes to you.The first time i saw you is nothing to write about..because it was just a simple picture that captured my heart.It took a while before i got to meet you..and when that happened i was just another stranger getting to know you.It took a while for you to even like me but i enjoyed every minute of it .You are the sweetest little thing..stubborn too!!The way you say my name, not even the best linguist could pronounce it the way you do!! "Tantine Ifete" 3 years have now passed, and all i keep thinking about is how much you are growing up to be one smart little precious girl.I miss you, i miss those nursery rhymes you danced and sung to, i miss that smile that always lit up my day, i miss those tantrums you threw at meal times, i simply miss my Berry.

I fell in love with you too, Bella, the minute i saw your picture..now i know how it feels like to be in love with more than one person. It's the best feeling...and loving u both has shown me how much my heart has grown and how love can grow so strong .You two are so different and yet so alike but my love for u is the same, my Berry and my Bella.

Sweet Bella, your simple quiet soul had me at" hallo"..its the way u pick up that remote control thinking it's a phone so that u can whisper the words "hallo", and those moments when your pensive gaze makes me think that maybe there's wisdom far beyond those teeny tiny eyes.

Now there are 3 of you in my life,and this love at first photo keeps happening...and in a few years you'll read this and probably ask yourselves what your aunt was rumbling about but before these words get nonsensical, these next few words are should explain my rumblings:

My heaven on earth, the one gift i can never take back, my family.God keeps sending little angels to my heaven,and you are the 3 little angels i now have.I never got to meet you when you arrived, all i have are your baby pictures that make part of my heart's photo album.I am so grateful and thankful for you, words can't even describe it...i keep wondering how you'll be in the next few years, and pray that i get to see the beautiful souls you grow to become.I may not be there with you as often as i want, but all i know is that my life is more blessed now that you are around.Not a day goes by without saying thank you, thank you for my little nieces and nephew, thank you that i have new angels in my world! Love at first photo, that's how i know you are heaven sent!

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