I had this dress when I was little covered in roses. It was my favorite and I must have worn it to picture day from ages 7-9. It makes me smile that my mother allowed that.
Lately I've been thinking about how I'm pretty much a grown up now. I mean I don't feel like it but my "problems" do seem to be more adult. I admit that I kinda wish that the drama in my life was more towards figuring out what kind of cereal I want to go with my saturday morning cartoons.