If it can’t be on my head . . .

Well, there is loads I could say, but as I have the tendency to ramble, I will attempt to keep it short. From the point I realized I would LOSE my hair, I was determined that instead of losing it, I would GIVE it. That is a lot easier pill to swallow. As I shared in my last post, I worried that I had left it a bit late as so much started falling out, but I wanted to update you on the finished result.

All my little pony tails waiting to be sent – aren’t they cute?
And off they go!
Short and spunky – reminds me a little of –
See Ellie (in red cardigan on the left) and Elspeth (enjoying tea at the Old Course on the right) sporting the same style – 😜.

Somehow Emma managed to escape the headband and massive bow/flower phase. That may explain a lot of the differences between her personality and those of her wee sisters. Emma looks to be the only one of my children enjoying having her photo taken. And I have no idea why I am holding Ellie like that??? Also, I am not purposely cropping Mom and Dad out of the Christmas photo, but I am still trying to figure out how to be a ‘blogger’ and that seems to be an advanced skill 🙄.

Bonus points (or as Dad would phrase it – a free Coke)** to those who can identify the owner of the well manicured hand in the Old Course Hotel photo. I wonder which one she is going to choose?

**Disclaimer – there are no ACTUAL bonus points or free Cokes on offer.