The hair twins
My nephews and niece are in town for a few days. At 5 years old, my niece’s thick mane of hair is almost to her waist, just like her Tia’s. I couldn’t get past how adorable she is in all of her sweetness and I grabbed her and said to her, “We need to take a picture together because we’re hair twins.” She smiled and ever-ready to strike a pose for a picture, she complied.
The next day we went to the park. We left the boys playing a game of kickball behind and walked hand-in-hand towards the playground. As we were walking she looked up at me, smiled and said, “I have beautiful hair.”
“Yes, yes you do” I replied.
“You do too, Titi. We’re hair twins.”
April 18, 2011
Mi Vida Loca