ok... my husband is all traumatized that i'm posting this for the world to see... but i don't care. =) she is so funny with this hair. lol! oh shoot... just realized that i forgot to type the journaling in Word first... now i can't copy & paste. sigh... ok... here we go... i'll be doing my lazy typing for all practical purposes. ;)
JOURNALING: you poor thing. everyday when i go in to get you up from your nap, this is what i find. your hair... acting as almost a blanket to your sweet little face. i can't leave your pigtails in because you take your scrunchies out and put them in your mouth. i can't make myself cut it because then we'll be fighting bangs for who knows how long. plus, we'll lose the pigtails, which i just can't bare to part with. the most interesting thing to me is that you don't seem to mind it. you don't even seem to notice it. you sometimes use your hands to push it away, but most of the time you simply look right through it as if it were not even there. your face still lights up when i walk in the room. it is just so cute.