Yesterday I had a new hair clip in my hair and Camille kept trying to steal it. She would climb up in my lap, grab hold of the flower and pull . . . ouch! After 3 or 4 times I remembered that I had a matching clip upstairs and ta da! Girly finally has almost enough hair to pull off a clip.
Of course she proceeded to pull the clip out of her hair every 20 seconds or so, try to eat it, and then insist that I put it back in her hair. Repeat ad nauseum and that’s what our afternoon looked like.
She almost looks like a girl now.