We've been together a long time now, you've been easy when I change you all the time. Sometimes I wish you had more of a presence other than the meek and dishwater-y way you are, alas you are mine.
I'm a little grumpy at your turtle like way you are growing out of my head. I mean I know I'm supposed to take good care of you, and trim those dead things on the head so you'll feel healthy enough to poke your head back out, but really, this is borderline ridiculous. You can't really want to be this short for the rest of your days do you? We had a good run with the shorty, we did. Now it's time to go back to the long blond so I can pull you back into a pony tail almost every day. So I (ahem..."we") look better in hats, mmmmmkayy, Pumpkin?
It's time, now. You don't like it when I grunt and grumble in the morning, when I try to pat you down and make you behave, much like this morning, now that was just uncomfortable wasn't it?
So let's be strong and grow grow grow! Shall we? I do love you, curly unruly, fine hair of mine so let's get to it, else you're going to have lots of headbands and bobbi pins comin' your way.
Love,
Megan
xoxo
