Dear Momma, I love the way you carry around the random stuffed animals my fans throw at me...Just so I won't trip over them and "hurt my handsome Justyface."
Dear Momma, I love the way you make me dress up as a valet when I take you out to dinner...it keeps me grounded.
Dear Momma, I love how versatile my outfits are and can be worn in a variety of sitatuions. Way to save money on extra clothes...because "A penny saved is a penny toward Momma's hairdos."
Dear Momma, I love that you are so committed to doing my laundry, you do random "sniff checks" to make sure I don't stink.
Dear Momma, It must have been cold there in my shadow...to never have sunlight on your face. You ARE the wind beneath my wings.
Dear Momma, I love that you taught me how to be smooth [like butta!] It works wonders with the ladies...even you!
Dear Momma, I love how supportive you are of my every endeavor...It still blows my mind that you stood on the corner like this for THREE DAYS!
Dear Momma, I love how you cut out every picture and article I've ever been mentioned in. But please, it's not necessary to frame them in my room anymore.
Dear Momma, I love the way you took my music education petition to Congress. One less appearance for me to attend!
Dear Momma, I love how you dress worse than I do in public so the paparazzi will make fun of you instead of me.
Dear Momma, I love the way you hold my hand because you made sure no woman will ever be good enough for me.
