Last week Reesie had another "first".
Ta da! Can you tell what it is?
This angle should help. (I'll give you a hint...it's on top of her head.)
It's her first pony tail! Ever since she started ripping bows off her head, I've had a bout of hair-doing depression. Last week, I realized how long one patch of hair had become, so I got a little ambitious.
Granted, the only hair band I had was an actual rubber band from the desk drawer. This little pony tail was a coiffure catalyst, opening my eyes to all the styling potential out there, yet to be discovered with my blow dryer and bottle of hair spray.
A day later, and one pack of hair ties richer, one pony tail turned to two!
We're still perfecting our technique. The stylist needs to master a straighter part, and the muse needs to grow some more hair.
But we're satisfied with our progress thus far.
4 years ago
I am still laughing about Mrs. Cheryl saying all the kids in the nursery would touch her pig tails as they passed by.
ReplyDeleteToo cute...I love them:)
ReplyDeleteBlakely
oh my gosh! I used to do THE SAME THING to my Sydney's hair! Treasure the days while you can. She'd die before she let me do piggies these days and she's only 6. :))
ReplyDeletebtw - You're spotlight is up on my blog! Thanks for playing along. I swear you are the most adorable thing ever. :)