My poor little Allie. If there is one thing she was not blessed with... it's hair. It's finally starting to get a little longer, and if we try really hard we can muster up two little pigtails. But for the most part... it's just not there.
The worst part is that several times a week she gets called 'he'. It doesn't matter that I dress her in pink, AND have a hair barrette in, AND have her nails painted, AND earrings, necklaces, bracelets, etc. She still gets 'Aren't you a cute little fella!' or 'He's so handsome!' or 'Hey Big Guy!' I guess I should be gracious for the complements... but she is starting to catch on now and I feel so bad for her.
Well, this week tops all! This lady mistakingly called her 'he' in while I was shopping and when I politely corrected her, she said 'Oh... well... are you always going to keep such a boyish haircut on her or will you let it grow long?' Who says that??? Who tells someone she doesn't even know that her daughter's haircut is boyish??? Like I'm trying to make her a boy or something! Well, luckily for her I can't seem to speak what what I really want to say. (Yep, it's because I am a total wimp) I just told her that we have worked for three long years growing that hair and we're pretty proud of it! I even managed to smile. Am I being over sensitive?
Oh well, maybe when she's twelve she'll be ready for her first haircut!
Well... Anyway... to the pictures. Allie loves to dress up. I took these pictures of her in her ballet dress up clothes and I think she looks like such a little princess! Where's that lady at now, huh?!?!?! I dare to say 'he'!!!
Wow... this turned in to a vent...