Hair!

One of the things I never get to do anymore is dry my hair.  I know that may seem a bit vain, but sometimes I miss taking the extra 10 minutes in the morning to dry my hair and feel a little spiffy.  I usually end up with wet hair that is eventually pulled into a ponytail and feel like a wet dog.  But yesterday, joy of joys, I got to dry my hair and I felt like a million bucks.  Stella and I were outside drawing on the sidewalk and she started playing with my hair and then said, "Mommy hert purdy." <Mommy's hair is pretty>  It was so nice that she noticed.