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May 8, 2011

Dear mom.
You are a hot tamale. If I can cook like you one day, I will be the happiest girl alive. You’re dance moves are priceless. And the fact that you know the words to In Da Club make you really cool. Your smile lights up a room. I am jealous of your blue eyes. You make me laugh. Especially when you dance around wearing the santa hat that sings. You have no idea how talented you are. Anyone who can finish a quilt in one day deserves something really awesome. You come up with the best names for things. You should honestly think of that for a future career. Your skills with crossword puzzles should make anyone jealous. You have always believed in me. You are inspirational. You have this crazy ability to make anything look awesome. I will forever be determined to get you on a roller coaster. You have always been patient with me. Even after that one time when I was 9 and ran over that tree with the Gator during your dinner party.  You are my best friend. Thank you for always laughing with me and not at me. And sorry for all the times I didn’t clean my room.
I love you times infinity.

One Comment leave one →
  1. May 11, 2011 9:56 pm

    Thank you, Peanut. I love you!


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