First off, you're so beautiful! Like wowzas! Daddy & I did good!
Secondly, DO NOT try to wax any portion of your body on your own. I'm afraid the consequences will equate to the appearance of a meth user.
Thirdly, sticking a fork into the creme of an Oreo will make dipping in milk so much more efficient and rewarding.
And lastly, I hope to give you something a little more profound.
This being, under no circumstances should you confuse the world of Instagram, Facebook or whatever you kids are using those days as the real world. Your daddy & I grew up in a world where people were dictated by the number of likes and consequently, created foundations for who could be friends with who. People didn't care what people had to say in conversation anymore and only cared about who you could appear to be in your pictures--ideally anything in the ballpark of happy, flawless, in love, adventurous, and if not the most relentless... trendy.
This being, under no circumstances should you confuse the world of Instagram, Facebook or whatever you kids are using those days as the real world. Your daddy & I grew up in a world where people were dictated by the number of likes and consequently, created foundations for who could be friends with who. People didn't care what people had to say in conversation anymore and only cared about who you could appear to be in your pictures--ideally anything in the ballpark of happy, flawless, in love, adventurous, and if not the most relentless... trendy.
What the hell does trendy even mean? And according to who?? The answer is... it couldn't matter even if the whole world thought it was important. Bottom line, as much I hope you're living in a superior world to the one I'm living in, my hopes are darkened by reality. You are most likely living in a world far more facetious than the one I'm describing and for that reason, I'm writing you now--before you can say I'm an old lady that doesn't know anything and before you think my sweatpants are so totally uncool [wrong. sweatpants will always be relevant. you'd be wise to remember that]--to tell you that the likes on your pictures do not, in any way, shape or form, define your worth as a human being.
So, the next time you feel the urge to delete your picture because it didn't bring in the "acceptable" amount of likes, I dare you to post it again. I hope all your friends know how much you love your pictures with or without their validation.
The next time you feel the need to document every aspect of your life, shut down the phone, relax your shoulders and breathe in the air of the present. How sad it would be to live your whole life through the lens of your camera phone.
The next time someone decides to rant endlessly about last night's Twitter fight at school, I dare you tell a joke about a farmers tractor [you will have heard this joke from me almost a thousand times by now]. Be an example of someone who disregards the pettiness of humanity and instead puts their energy into things that uplift and inspire.
And lastly, the next time you feel the need to compare yourself to the fashionista with 500 likes in 2 minutes, remember that she probably feels the same way you do. There will ALWAYS be someone to compare yourself to regardless of how superior you think they are. If you find yourself getting caught up in that numbers game, put the phone down and go forth into the world to obtain a slurpee. They are $1.99 and that should be the only number of your concern.
Followers are only friends if you can eat cake and get in trouble together. Remember that.
Seek to be worth knowing rather than being well known,
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