I hate to admit it. I'd like to pull the blanket over my head and live in la-la land for a few more years.... but I have a big girl on my hands. Calling Buca a baby anymore is a conspicuous lie. I have a love - hate relationship with her age. She grows sweeter daily, as do the terrible two tantrums. She is my little shadow and I can hardly get enough of her chattering little voice... until it turns to screeching anyway.
But alas, a big girl needs big girl hair. And a lot of hair she has... so I'll
embrace the new stage we're entering and realize that
by embracing her at this very moment will only allow me to savor the taste of it's wonderfulness a little longer. That way there are no regrets.
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| I'm diggin the zig-zag part right now. Especially because she makes the funniest little scrunchy face when I tickle her head with the comb. |
5 comments:
Holy crap. She is huge. I am sad that I missed so much of her babyness. I'm workin on comin home though! I wanna be around these dang kids whilst they grow up.
Can hardly wait to see each new hairdo. Love that baby girl turned BIG GIRL Rita
You do such a cute job with her hair. I am waiting to see some of that corn-row braiding and fancy french braids, etc.
So adorable. Love you both.
cute, cute, cute!!! She is darling!
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