So with the help of our favorite hairdresser, she worked her magic and now Line's a whole new girl, and loving it.
Seriously though, Line has been working for weeks on a school project about Rosa Parks. The conclusion of the project was her class "wax museum" this past Friday, where she dressed like Mrs. Rosa Parks and gave an oral report on her life. She of COURSE did a marvelous job. But the crazy part was how she kinda looked like her. I needed to take a pic.
The other pictures of her are of her new look. I let the girls know that I'd scheduled hair cuts and Line surprised us all by telling us that she wanted bangs. Ohh...bangs...all my girlies' dream hair cuts include bangs, and for me each hair cut that includes bangs means more teaching how to use blow dryers and flat irons, and more juggling all of our getting ready time in the morning, which I've been warned about for years would happen, having six girlies! But I am thrilled to see them figuring out some beauty tricks early, and these ones don't scorch the crap out of their hair, like their Auntie Ginny and I did on our poor poor bangs all those years ago. I can still remember the sound my hair would make as it was singeing and the steam coming out as I "curled" my bangs. I'll never forget the morning Mom threw away the curling iron because she was tired of us frying our hair. I think Ginny and I hyperventilated that morning, trying to figure out what to do with our poor hair without our precious curling iron.
Congrats on the great job at school and the new cute look. Love you Emeline.
