22 months – 15 days

She’s finally starting to fuss with her hair. It’s so long and so curly, it gets in her face. The wind blows it. It gets tangled. But she’s so cute with her Shirley Temple curls. I haven’t the heart to cut it. Even though between her fiddling and the fine hair, rubber bands last oh, 30 seconds. We’ve tried headbands. She likes putting them on. She knows she’s pretty. And when I turn back around she has no idea where it went.curls

So I’ll cut her hair, eventually. And someday she may like the curls. Or want it straight. Or shave it off and make bald a fashion statement. But for now, she’s my own dark-haired (red-headed in the sun) Shirley Temple.


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