If we get married we should stay in Amarieca and go too Costirica for vacations and I will cook. We can go too the Crubutre for our honeymoon and we'll look like this. (And there are 2 pictures of smiling faces labelled "you" and "me.")
It's pretty innocent as far as love notes go, but Husband says that I should really tell Sister she's too young to be writing this kind of thing. I'm still not sure. I certainly remember having crushes at her age, and certainly don't remember my mom talking to me about them. I seem to have turned out o.k. I mean, if going through a slutty, druggy, drunky era for about 7 years doesn't count. Hey, I grew out of it eventually, right?
The freaky thing to me is that Sister clearly already has a thing for the Latin type. Like, to the point where I think I better start working on my Spanish before too much longer. In the meantime, I wonder where the hell Crubutre is. Mabye Husband and I should go this year? Something to look into...