emma's black hair is silky, wavy, and impossible. i love it. i love the way it feels, smells, looks. but it sure is hard to do. and daddy won't let me trim it so it's all even. "aw, don't cut her hair," he says mournfully.
so i've let it grow, wildy and wavingly, none of it the same length, curling down over her little black eyes in a hysterical pony fringe that she keeps brushing out of the way so she can see.
today i tried to french braid it. results are as you see them.
the plus side: SHE IS ADORABLE!!! not to mention, watching dora and stuffing cheerios in her mouth because that was the only way i could even get at her hair.
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