It's been a year since I had Elisabeth wear her hair down. Mostly I just put it up in a high bun or ponytail. Sometimes I braid it. But yesterday I decided to let her wear her locks in a more natural state, and this is how it looked:
Basically, it can be summed up in one simple sentence:
She's got curls!
Everyone at school commented that she looked much older.
And of course we heard, 'where did she get those curls?!'
Answer: Daddy.
And of course we heard, 'where did she get those curls?!'
Answer: Daddy.
It was fun for the day, but now it's back to the high up piggytail. It keeps it out of her face, off her binky, and most importantly, I am not brushing out a matted mess at the end of the day!
