We had Marissa’s hair braided the day before we left Uganda, and it was starting to look pretty ragged. Now those of you who know me well, know that I am hair inept. Really, have you seen my hair? How about Gracie’s? Let’s face it, I have no idea how to make hair look good. So why on earth God saw fit to give me a beautiful African daughter, I have no clue. Anyway, Noah and I set about the task of removing her yarn extensions from her hair. A little over a hour later, we were finished. My next task was to wash her hair up real good, and lavish it with a lovely conditioning treatment. Doesn’t she look cute in her little plastic cap?
An hour or so later, and I decided it was time. I had to begin the work of learning how to do this hair thing. I am waiting for my shipment of snaps from Snapaholics, so I can’t try braids just yet. I did, however, manage three very crooked puffs.
Good thing she’s cute no matter how terrible her mommy is at hair.