I have recently been trying to make my little girl look like a little girl,
not Cousin It or some sort of strawberry-blond sheepdog.
This has not been too easy, since she has a tendency to be wigglier than Jell-O when I attempt to fix her hair. Most of my efforts happen on Sunday morning because my pride refuses to allow my child to show up for Nursery looking like a stray.
She recently has started to understand that she needs to leave her hair alone if it is to stay "pretties" and so I have been trying barrettes. Yesterday, she went to church with purple barrettes, a purple dress and purple socks (my ode to 8-year-old Dara aka The Grape).
This morning's hair and outfit just make me smile. It's not perfect, but the slight messiness lends to the charm of it for me. We're hoping for the promised 70 degree weather today. Hence the sun-shirt and skort combo.
A sweet pair of sandles would make this outfit PERFECT.