Dear Petit Escargot,

Your mama is going to promise you something:  I will never, ever put you in a damn beauty pageant.  Take your pic and enter you in a beautiful baby contest? A possibility.  But "glitz" you up, spray tan you as an infant/toddler and put fake lashes and hair on you?  Um, not a cold chance in hell.

I am sure I will think you are the most beautiful thing in the world.  But that beauty will have a lot to do with your innocence, something these pageants seem to rob.  We'll have fun playing dress up, and I'll always let you try my chapstick or lip gloss.  But I want you to enjoy your childhood. 

I love you bunches. 

Love,
Mama