Wednesday, October 10, 2012


I love bows. I love dresses. I love when my Momma puts me in pretty sweaters (preferably pink) and I like to get my hair brushed. I love anything that's girly. I think it's strange that I don't own a pair of pearls by now but I don't hold it against anyone.
I like pretty sweaters! The bows are okay. I don't love them but I don't hate them either. If Momma thinks they're cute then I won't argue with her. She tells me I look so pretty and I love the compliments so much. Even if the bow is uncomfortable it's okay because Momma says I look extra pretty with it in my hair.

I don't wan't to be a girl.