Braidiness

Well looky here!  

What do you notice?  

Is that a french braid in my hair!?  That I did??

After mentioning in several blog posts over the past few years how I need to learn how to french braid, I finally decided to stop-procrastinating-and-just-teach-myself-darn-it for the following reasons:

1. Garrett pointed out that our toddler was beginning to look like an orphan with her long, flowing, ratted locks that never get touched on days that I work and often have remnants of her lunch tangled in her hair.  Garrett tries to hold Kenadie down and put her hair into what should be a ponytail, bless his heart, but he mentioned that perhaps I should french braid Kenadie's hair the night before I work so that he (or my mom) won't have to brush that knotted mess the next day.

2. I've become completely annoyed with my stupid bangs (especially at work) and would love to braid them out of the way instead of pinning or twisting them back (I've been told lately that it's an outdated look!?).  

So I've begrudgingly spent a lot of my recent late nights and early mornings working on the fine art of braiding.  I know that 90% of girls over the age of 12 could french braid blindfolded, but I think it's kind of hard!  I lack any and all finger dexterity.  I won't tell you how long it took me to do this amateur braid above, nor how badly my dang elbow hurts from holding my arm up to get that braid looking half-way decent.  Nor will I mention all the bribes I've had to use to get Kenadie to let me braid her hair.  But I will tell you that I'm crossing my fingers that I get better at it soon, and I can finally cross "learn to french braid" off of my bucket list.  Whew!