Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Hair in the Kichen

While sorting through old papers, suddenly, these pictures popped up. These are from a few years ago when Alexandra was younger.

I was sitting at the kitchen table when she insisted she do my hair. Of course, I was an easy push-over. Cuteness trumps reason any day, in my book.  See? This is why you go to your aunt's kitchen. She lets you get away with murder.

Alexandra then took a picture of her creation. Sure, the picture is a little blurry. That only adds to its cuteness.

Running across those old photos was a happy diversion from my tedious chore.

A kitchen is not only for making food. It's for making memories.

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