Daddy's Gal


I was told I was not allowed to do Izzy's hair this morning. She specifically wanted a braid and wanted her Daddy to do it. "No Mama, you not do my hair. Daddy has to do it. I want a trenza". (trenza is braid in spanish)

Daddy was unable to fulfill her request, not for a lack of trying. She finally gave in and let me do her hair.

We need an end to this teething hell we're in. Our ear drums will burst with all the screeching that is happening in our house. burst.

Comments

Law-Rah said…
This thing on?

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