The braids, that is.
For those of you who know me or who have seen me frantically trying to comb the snarls from my girlies' hair right as church is about to begin, you realize what a seriously big deal this is.
Gwenny is so much more angelic without that sassy hair hanging in her face.
I did it myself! YAY for me!
7 comments:
So adorable! Nice job! Now when can you do my hair?
too cute - she must be a patient kid to have two braids put in, that takes time.
Thank God I got boys.
(Remind me that I said that the next time I blog about pee on the seat, the floor and the wall.)
I can't French braid--I have been able to learn a lot in my [long and illustrious] life, but I just cannot learn to French braid. Good job! I just had the words "Braiding Queen" come into my head to the tune of "Dancing Queen" by ABBA--is that weird? Yeah, I thought so.
Looks good. I can't fix hair. That's why mine is short. Poor Olivia.
And the part is even straight...
I need those skills so my daughter doesn't look homeless:-)
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