spoiledbrat92

November 16, 2011 Dear Mom… 1. We were getting ready to go somewhere. I was little and L.J. wasn't born yet, I don't think. I don't remember where we were going, but we were all dressed up. You were in a dress, I think, and black heels. You had on make-up but I could still see your freckles. I've always liked your freckles; I wish I had them, or at least I wish mine were more pronounced like yours had been. L.J. got your freckles and I always tell him that I'm jealous that he got them and I hadn't. Your lipstick was red. You were wearing a sweet smelling perfume, too, and gold jewelry. I wonder if the rings, bracelet, and earrings you