Okay, I don't mean to brag, but I am a bit of a hair braiding expert. Perhaps it stems from my childhood dream of becoming a "beautician." Feast your eyes upon my latest creation: "The Magical X." For me, there is something so delightful about fixing Lizzy's hair. Every morning, as part of our "get ready" routine, we set aside a few minutes to "do hair." There is certainly a part of me that loves the finished product- the pretty braids, the darling bows, hair out of the way so we can see that pretty little face. But to be honest, I love those fleeting five minutes when the hair is getting "done." I love brushing it out. I love quietly admiring it's pretty highlights and soft curls. I love our chit-chat and stories shared. When I see those braids running around, it's a visible sign of my love. It's me saying, "I love you so much, and I want to take such good care of you, that I'll take the time to give you a special hairstyle each morning." Plus, as I've already learned, I'm sure my mornings of getting to be the hair-stylist are numbered. All too quickly it seems, children begin to get their own ideas.....
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