Kennedy

I loved the way Kennedy's hair looked in this picture! So white and pretty. She hates it when I curl it. The poor girl got strait as nails hair. This picture was taken on Easter Sunday. She cried as I was curling it. That's one trait she got from me. I remember my mom doing my hair and crying cause I didn't want too. (I also remember my dad doing my hair a few times when my mom worked nights at a hospital. I would go to church with crooked pony tails and my Grandma Clark would fix them. Thanks Grandma)

What also made me post this picture was our friend Randy was over getting his hair cut (not by me but by Cris. He doesn't trust me with the scissors but that's another story) He said that his wife and him were sitting in the classroom one day eating lunch, and they saw this flash of white go by the window, and they knew it was Kennedy. He said you can look out her window at school and pick Kennedy out of a crowd. Too funny. I love her hair and I hope it stays this color.