Ella,

Here you are next to your big girl bed.  Your luche libre mask hangs from the wall and your bed is adorned with your stuffed animals, "Sunna" and "Puff".  Your glasses are off which is rare for you.  You've grown self-conscious without them on.  You are beautiful with and without them and I wish I knew a way for you to absorb that information.  That girl that called you "freaky" when you took them off has overruled anything your Mom might be able to tell you.  I wish I could take the words away for you but the best I can do is help you figure out what to do with them.  I love you.

Mom