We went shopping and out to dinner the other night. Anthropologie and Pita Jungle. As we are sitting have a peaceful yummy dinner ya'all start talking about moving out and what your rooms will look like empty.
You know I can't handle this. YOU KNOW I UGLY CRY when I think of you leaving. And yet you won't stop with your independent words of growing up.........................
And then you take photos of me crying. Damnit
And then you take a picture of how happy you are that I am crying about you going off to college in 3 years.