A Mom's letters of love to her baby daughter.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Look at all that hair!

Dear Princess,
From the moment you were born, it has been inevitable. The first thing people say when they see you is, "Look at all that hair!"  You were born with soft, dark brown tresses - plenty for headbands and barrettes.  You even grab your hair just above your left ear as you drift to asleep, your little hand curled tightly around your locks.
Lately you have discovered my hair as well.  You grab it firmly in your fingers and then pull it into your mouth. (I know! Gross!)  Once when I put you down in your bed you defiantly held onto my hair, like you knew you didn't have to let me go if you didn't want to.
As much as I adore your hair, it is your sweet smile that I live for!

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