*Enjoy this LTR takeover courtesy of Moon’s Mom as she write to Rob!*
Dear Robert (she insists on your full name),
This is Mama Moon, don’t be scared… cause I’m not. Since Taylor is only 17 and I don’t live in Georgia, you’re my favorite. I even have the tshirt to prove it! Since Moon is under the weather from what’s she’s calling the “swine fever” I’m stepping in to write my very first letter to you.
When I asked Moon what I should write about she told me to write about the things I liked or didn’t like about you. I thought about it and as a Mom, I gotta tell you there’s only one thing you need to improve on: in interviews you need to sit up straight and stop acting embarrassed! Be proud of what you have accomplished, you are a phenomenon now like the Beatles and trust me, I remember Beatle Mania! I had the Beatles hair cut, the trading cards and the records but now I have an Edward shirt, the Twilight candy is in our candy dish and we’ve renamed the entertainment room: the Twilight memorial theater cause that’s all me and Lilcrazycow watch, much to Dad Moon’s dismay. So be proud of what you’ve done! You’re gonna go a long way baby, I can feel it.
Also, I hope you realize how much time Moon spends writing you these letters, somedays she doesn’t even have time to return my calls. But I understand cause love will do that to you. Like when me and Dad Moon were dating my “watch broke” and I lost all track of time and didn’t realize I had missed curfew till I saw a bank sign whizzing by us on the back of his motorcycle. Grandpa Moon was NOT pleased and needless to say I was grounded from such activities. But I trust you have a watch that works and even if you didn’t I would overlook a little indiscretion like returning Moon home late. Trust me, I get it! I’m so Team Edward!
But really, just work on that whole “embarrassed” act you’re putting on. If you don’t straighten up, I can always move to Georgia!
PS You really should meet Moon, she smiles way more than that girl you’re hanging around with now.
So what do you think? Was it like reading a letter from YOUR mom? Slouching, calling everyday, she hit it all! What would your mom say to Rob?