Occasionally, I take out my pent-up beauty parlor passion (which isn't much) on my cute little daughter. Like today when I saw these pictures:
Anyway, her hair is longer and she has the patience to sit and let me do it. Mostly, we play Rapunzel and spend a lot of time brushing and brushing and brushing her hair. We braid it at night and try to do something pretty during the day. Most days. Some days. But today we did this, and it looked a little bit better before she ran around like a crazy monkey. But we did it. Way to go, girl!