Confessions

Confession #1:  I LOVE to do my girls' hair EVERY day. 

Lately Natalie has been into curling her hair.  We tried hot rollers but those curls lasted about 1 hour.

"I look like an octopus."

 The results:

Our biggest success has been with sponge rollers...

but we are still tweaking things to avoid this:

"I look like a boy."

Usually we can turn this Shirley Temple craziness into something a little more sophisticated like this:

Even Maggie wanted to be in on it one night so I put curlers in her hair.  She slept in them all night, no complaining!  Can you believe that?!  At 17 months old!

Maggie woke up with this:

But thankfully we were able to turn it into this:

Confession #2:  I LOVE to do hair and I think Maggie looks so darn cute in pigtails, but if I didn't do it, she'd have a MULLET!

Of course with this face, she's still adorable.

But I've been thinking it might be time for a haircut.  I'm just torn because I do do her hair every day anyway and I love her long pigtails, and some days we get super cute do's like this:

So I'm debating still, but I thought you should know that things are not always perfect around here whether it's the fact that my 18 month old has a mullet or that sometimes I don't clean my kitchen for days or that I yell at my sweet girls out of a selfish, impatient, prideful heart.  We are not perfect here, no, but we are growing and learning and leaning on a Savior whose mercies are new every morning and who washes me white as snow.

I leave you with one last thing if you can handle it:
Shake your mullet, common mealtime entertainment.