August 28th, 2009
That a Twelve-year-old For You
I have had four children. With every pregnancy, I have gotten a few more stretch marks. I didn’t really like them, but they didn’t really concern me either. Lately, though, my oldest daughter has started to notice them. About once a week, she tells me how disgusting they are and asks me why I don’t do something about them. That’s a twelve-year-old for you! But I guess I should at least try to get rid of them. I read some revitol stretch mark reviews a few weeks ago, and they sounded pretty promising. I might just order some of the cream so that she’ll quit pestering me.
