There was nothing better than a head full of curly hair when I was little. I would beg Mom every night to roll my hair in foam curlers so that I could wake up the next morning transformed. Grace's baby curls - which were just adorable - have pretty much fallen out as she has gotten older. She was asking me where they went last week and I told her about my love of foam curlers - and within, oh, 5 minutes - we had removed the layer of dust from my old set and rolled her hair. She had a ball the next day bouncing around the front lawn and asking everyone (including our mailman) "what is different about me today?"
Grace, striking the same pose.
This one was NOT posed - still holding onto the curlers so they wouldn't fall out!
Curly Grace (and hippo - who also had curly hair.) (Clearly.)
