Dear Amelie,
Someday, like teenager-ish, you are going to see that I made a blog post about your crazy hair. You will probably be mad that I put these pictures on the internet for the world to see. Hopefully, you will by then be fully aware of the effects that food have upon your hair and have a touch of sympathy for what you put your father through.
Your poor Daddy has an awful time as it is doing your hair and ensuring that you do not look like you were raised in the woods by squirrels. (Or a clueless father.) Taking out your hair thingies while eating and running yogurt, applesauce, ketchup and/or spaghetti sauce through your hair while yelling, "Ook Daddy, pitty hair!" do not make my job easier. You eat lunch right before we go to pick Jack up from school so there is no time to wash it. A brush can only do so much to hair that has been yogurt-ed and detangler just does not get rid of that special ketchup aroma.
Of course, you still manage to be super cute and special, no matter what you put in your hair. Even if it is Garlic Lovers Hummus.
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