My Curly Girl

 When I was pregnant with Joey I hoped he would come out with dark curly hair and blue eyes.

He came out with blue eyes and blonde straight hair, which we didn't even think was possible.
Actually, he basically for all intensive purposes had no hair until he was fourteen months old.

By the time Grace was growing in my belly I was just hoping for hair, any type of hair :o).

You know .. hair for bows.

 And my girl was born and she deliverd, a mop of almost-black hair topped off her tiny little head.

She looked just like I had pictured her brother would look.
She had her George Costanza phase, as we called it, where all of her hair on top fell out.
It quickly came back though, just a little lighter and equally as eager to curl as before.

 As her hair has grown longer it has become possible to let it curl a little bit without it quickly transitioning into a little mohawk.
And so I let her sport her curls from time to time :o).
With her bright big blue eyes, her firecracker personality, and her curly little hair that lets me satisfy my longstanding desire to adorn a tiny little head with not-so-tiny bows .. I just could not love her more.