Last week, Little Miss C let me go all Marie Antoinette on her for Crazy Hair Day. Since her tresses rarely receive the opportunity to encircle her head with complete abandon, they required nary a tease in order to pouf out wildly. A few spring-time props, and she was set. It was great fun.
Her only complaint: "I have to walk through doors sideways, or my hair won't fit."
Not the first time a female has uttered those words, I'm sure.
PS Please forgive my sporadic posting. Having J home has thrown me completely off my schedule and given me new sympathy for wives of retirees. :) Plus, he hogs the computer.