• 14/12/2013 •
Dear Camile,
Your dress suits you perfectly! And yes, I agree with your mom; it really compliments your skin tone. And that has got to mean something, seeing I've got the worst sense of fashion ever. I hope you'll have lots of fun at the ball. You better be home before midnight, 'cause else Jonathan will get to meet my fist.
No, I'd never do that, I'm too much of a wimp.
And besides, I don't have any muscles whatsoever.
Little Suzie is over her I-want-everything-pink phase; now she's entering the if-I'll-scream-I'll-get-it phase. Not the best one, but what do you expect from a four-year-old? Lately she's been spending a lot of time with a boy named Billy. He and my sister have been together non-stop and I think Billy likes Suzie. I think it's cute, but on the other hand a bit weird as well. I mean, my four-year-old sister has more game than me.
That's actually quite sad.
Anyways, not long until Christmas! My parents planned on going on a family-holiday, but we don't know to where yet. I hope somewhere snowy, Christmas is just not that great without snow. This makes me think back at one of the times we celebrated Christmas together. You know, the time when my dad accidentally left the trunk open and the Christmas tree fell out of the car on the middle of the highway? I bet you remember that; you peed your pants from laughing.
But that's okay, because I secretly did too, even though I claimed I didn't.
Love, Quentin
