And at one moment, she was tired and sleepy. So that I took her with the carrier and put her in front of my chest. All the way when I carried her, she often starred at me in a very very INNOCENT way, she sometimes grabbed my chest maybe just to steal my attention.
And until a moment that she was very sleepy and finally asleep with her hands folded in front of her chest and she closed her eyes with that super INNOCENT look that I can't forget. I was touched, teary eyed. I fall in love with her. I can still remember exactly her face at that time, and although I may not have her physical picture of her at that time, I promise I will try my best to remember the moment (and every moments, off course) for the rest of my life. And one day when I grow old with my wife, I hope we can talk about this again with not-even-less feelings. Because this little creature has made my days, and I believe she always will.
Love you my little screamer... your scream is angel's voice to me... may God bless you always...
