This weekend D came over for a visit. I love having her come to our house. She settles into the routine without problems and it's like she just belongs. It's like that with E too, but since she wasn't with us this weekend, that didn't happen.
Saturday morning D had a soccer game. Fortunately for N it was at 11, so that meant we got to sleep in. D asked me to do her hair. That usually means small braids that pull back sections of her hair.
Later that afternoon, we surprised her with a hair cut. As we were taking out the braids, her hair was all wet and sweaty. A sure sign of running a good soccer game.
Nothing compared to the smile once she knew why we took her braids out. She is all girl. Loves the salon and loves a manicure (which we did this weekend too. Both Zoe and D got their nails painted this weekend during some "girl time.")
I never thought I'd be the mom who loved having girly-girls. But I do. It's one of my favorite things, getting my girls all ready for church with their hair, their nails, their skirts and their earrings. Maybe it's because I just love being involved in the process. It's my job and there's nothing else I'd rather do!
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