Child, Child

My daughter's name is An Xin. She is eighteen years old this year. When she was born, her mother and I decided to document her growth. It's a pity that I haven't written it down for more than half a year. This diary records her growth from the first day of birth to the 289th day. They are all ordinary and trivial life records, recording the difficulty, pain and joy of becoming a father and mother for the first time. It also records the most difficult days of raising a daughter. Now that our daughter has grown up, we plan to organize them and give them to her as a gift when she turns 18. We thought this was probably the best gift we could give her.