Carlie Joy is growing up right before my eyes. She looks a little taller to me every day, AND she’s almost 4. How did this happen?!
We decided to start her in a ballet class. I wish I could tell you how it’s going, I really do, but the instructors are adamant about all parents staying out. It’s kind of funny. I can peek through the window curtain a little, but that’s it.
It’s mainly a time for her to get fancy and do something just for her.
Last week she came to the conclusion that nearly every Disney princess had bangs and she didn’t. She basically insisted that I cut bangs for her. I’m not so sure about my beautician skills, but in order to avoid her doing it herself, I braved the task, and to be honest, I adore them.
I’m pretty sure bangs are for her.