During one of our weekly outings...we went to the Arboretum. They had cute games and crafts for little ones to play. Eli enjoyed riding this little wooden horse.***
During our Arboretum trip, I was stopped by a few ladies who commented on Eli's cute little curls. I guess I didn't realize how adorable (and highly desired) his curls are. I am now very grateful for his curls. He wouldn't look like Eli if he had straight hair.
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But, then I realized how crazy Eli's hair was getting because I hadn't cut it in quite a while. He had a fro. It was big. It was wild. It wasn't very cute.
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So, I cut his hair...short, short, short. I didn't want to have to cut it again in two weeks, so I cut it short. Then, I realized all his curls were gone. I was sad. Eli looked too much like a big boy. I didn't like it.
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Then, a few days later his hair grew (fast just like mine) and his curls reappeared. I am once again happy!

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