We talked to your teachers during parent teacher conference and they confirmed what we thought all along--you are one chatty girl. They said it wasn't a problem but did mention that kids got a lot more talkative when they sit by you!
I also remembered the name of your (now) ex-boyfriend. Atticus! The breakup seems mutual and you are as happy as can be.
You are starting to outgrow some speaking patterns that I really adored. For some reason, you liked to put the "Grrr" sound in front of words. Remote has been grrmote for forever. Disgusting is grrsgusting. It's too cute.
Bria, I'm embarrassed to write to you about this but I ruined your hair a little bit. I've been putting "sun-in" my hair and your blonde-haired siblings. The bottle said it would work for brunettes. I put a little in your hair thinking that it would slightly lighten it up. Boy oh boy! It worked too well. Your hair is WAY lighter and it looks very unnatural. I've gotten so many questions about it and I most of the time sheepishly say that it's the sun. True, but not quite. I'm sorry, Bria. I will never do that to your hair again!
You have a wart on your leg that we are trying to remove. Tonight you proudly told me that you were the only one of your siblings to have a wart. Yep. Way to be proud!
I love you, girl,
~Mom
