Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Simple Salon

My daughter loves hair.

Really.

Every chance she gets, doesn't matter who is holding her, she will find your hair and play (unless you have a necklace, then she may resort to trying to taste test that).

No, hair does not go in the mouth, but it may end up leaving your head for curious eyes to stare at in their hand once you are no longer around. THEN it may end up in the mouth.

Anyway, today I still wasn't feeling too well. Hubby sat our munchkin down right in front of me (I was laying down to ease my stomach a bit), when she noticed my hair. I then got the royal treatment of an impromptu hair-do chez baby!

I have my hand behind her back because, although good at sitting alone already, she can still be a little unstable at times and I don't want her falling into the nearby coffee table... and I was too lazy to move her.

Peekaboo!

There you have it. And the final product? Sorry, the expert says she doesn't want her masterpiece to yet be viewed by the adoring public. She figures she wouldn't have time for herself after everyone sees her style and comes for one of their own. I guess she just wants to be on referral basis only (smile).

5 comments:

Becky said...

What a cutie! Maybe she will grow up to be a hair stylist:)

Christylea said...

Cute! I hope she doesn't yank on it too much!

The Farmer Files said...

As long as it doesn't hurt!

Shelby said...

I remember -- and miss -- those days! Glad you have pics to remember it with. And maybe she'll grow up to be a stylist to the stars! :-)

Lacey said...

That is so precious! You've got quite the little hair stylist in your midst! :-)