i am a child by chance yet by choice, with love from heaven and family to own. by mary ,days before her feastday i was born , my great grandma insisted to name me maria concepcion
snow white they call me for my skin so white, my father love me, a gift he called . my mother she said i am little she.. my grandma said she looks like me....
the day i was born my grandapa shaved his beard....why oh why? just so he can kiss the little me
i am the favorite of the family. well that's according to mommy, but yes i believe so because i know so... because i feel so....