It's weekend tradition for Elli and her daddy to make panny cakes together. Often times, Mommy is getting ready for work, and I get a sweet little delivery of panny cakes and coffee up in my bedroom to enjoy as I try to look presentable in scrubs. The piggy tails are a new fascination with Ellison. She asks me to put them in quite often, even though the process sometimes causes her to whimper and cry. I guess she's learning early that our human idea of "beauty" sometimes comes with some pain. It may come in handy for those potential future bikini waxes. On the other hand, maybe she just needs a momma that is better equiped to do little girls' hair. Sorry, baby. At any rate, she must be tough if she continues to want them in.
The panny cakes must've been hard work this day - Elli needed to take a little refreshment break.
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