I didn’t do the braids.
I need to learn how, or, rather, to practice so I can do them this nicely.
Julia loves having her hair done.
It makes her feel so grown-up, I think.
And she looks older, too.
It’s kind of disconcerting, actually.
This baby girl of mine with the big girl French braids.
A peek through the mist at the bigger girl she will become one day. And far too soon.
I take comfort in her cheeks. They’re so smushable and kissable. She’s still got a toddler face sometimes.
And those smudges of melted blue sugar on her chin are a great comfort to me as well.
She’s still my baby.
I had the same reaction--my she's grown!
What a strong family resemblance in the second photo, too.
Pretty soon they're teens. No more cheek squishing...waaaaah!
Posted by: Kat | January 04, 2011 at 01:31 PM
Hehe, you remind me of my mom saying I'll always be her 'baby' lol
Posted by: Heather | January 04, 2011 at 08:52 PM
Love the Julia. LOVE her.
Posted by: tracey | January 05, 2011 at 01:35 AM
I hated braids cause it made me feel like a child.I wanted to wear a bun,but her hair is soo pretty.
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Posted by: AlanaD | January 05, 2011 at 11:41 AM