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I just wanted to share some special words and details about my loving daughter who is now up in the sky.
She smelled like the sweetest maple syrup.
Every day when I would come home, she would be waiting behind the door, no matter if she was asleep, she knew I was coming home.
She knew she was beautiful, I would catch her staring at her own reflection in the mirror.
My favorite nickname for her, was Baby Bee. She was dainty her whole life.
She loved to play with straws and attack them.
I could never fold laundry without her wanting to play and attack the clothes.
Her name was Enriquetta, because she had a beauty mark like Enrique Iglesias.
She smelled like the sweetest maple syrup.
Every day when I would come home, she would be waiting behind the door, no matter if she was asleep, she knew I was coming home.
She knew she was beautiful, I would catch her staring at her own reflection in the mirror.
My favorite nickname for her, was Baby Bee. She was dainty her whole life.
She loved to play with straws and attack them.
I could never fold laundry without her wanting to play and attack the clothes.
Her name was Enriquetta, because she had a beauty mark like Enrique Iglesias.