Wednesday, October 20, 2010
For Nina and me.
Though they really aren't the thing anymore, we still do the "do" here at our house occasionally. And let me say this about them -- from the other side of the comb: Pigtails are not just a hairdo, they are art.
I spent a good ten minutes this morning making Anna some before school and we're both still recovering from the stress. It's a job requiring the skill of a watch maker, the eye of an artist, and the patience of a saint. First, you have to find something to make the part straight, which in our house is a challenge in itself. As there are never combs to be found, we have to be creative. It was a pencil we resorted to this morning. After four daughters and many years of doing this, we've discovered that pencil lead doesn't leave a mark on the scalp. A mechanical pencil with the lead stuck in is our parter of choice, generally, but we couldn't find one, so a yellow number two had to do.
Have you seen that greeting card? It's right when it says: