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Mi Angel de la Guarda"Papa! Papa!"More Like This
Turning swiftly at the sound of the voice, Antonio's eyes fell on the small, waddling toddler as she raced across the small schoolyard toward him, her little legs working enthusiastically. A large grin spread across the Spaniard's face at the sight of his little angel in all of her perfected glory as he knelt down and spread his arms wide open.
"Lalia, mi poco tomate," he called out in response, ignoring the mixture of both strange and endearing looks from other parents. After all, he was too invested in his baby girl to give them the time of day.
With her dark curly hair bouncing around her plump cheeks, her large green eyes
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