So I am sure you are thinking-what?? When I was growing up, just like every other teenage girl, I wanted to be tan. No matter how long I sat out in the sun, I would just burn. My dad finally told me that when I was little they gave me a choice. Choose between his skin-nice, olive, and tan-or my mom's-white and freckly. I choose my mom's apparently. Haha! Now that we live at the beach, Mills has nice, olive, tan skin. Me, I still burn!! So the other day, I told Mills that he was getting nice and brown. He screamed, I don't want to be brown! So, I'm guessing like me, he choose his mom's skin!! Lilly white!
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