bad hair day
“I’m undaunted in my quest to amuse myself by constantly changing my hair.”
– Hillary Clinton
Recently, T’s obsession with braids has shifted slightly. . .
She still loves her braids, but she’s become quite a fan of what happens after they come out, too.
She calls it her ‘crazy hair,’ and will even give up story time to have braids put in before bed. So she can look like a nut come morning.
It makes her feel a little bit wild, having her crazy hair. A smidgen sillier than usual. . . and she’s convinced that it helps her jump really high.
And then she asks me if I’ll take her picture. . .
Well, of course, my darling!
Thanks to Kendall for the adorable top, and to Aunt Bobble for the extensive collection of froufrou skirts and cutesy tights. This is pretty much her signature look these days, and I LOVE it!
Huginn, Muninn, and me 