Either Keira is very lucky, or kids are just nicer than adults. When, exactly, do we loose that sweetness and that sense of excitement about about being around other people? With a couple notable exceptions, the kids Keira knows are all nothing short of great kids. They are nice, they really care about each other, they are polite, they listen most of the time, and they can't get enough of playing together.
Up till now, the concept of getting her to sit still long enough to let do more than just wave a brush over her hair, was absolutely absurd. The weather heated up though, and we've finally gotten Keira into pony tails. If I do say so myself, they're freakin' cute. On a quick beverage break from playing with Ellie, our next door neighbor's youngest, I get her into pig tails. As soon as we get back next door, Ellie needs pony tails too. The next day, they both insist on the hair do du jour.
Little Ellie comes up to Keira and proclaims, "We're pony sisters, I won't take 'em out, okay."
Sweet. Not saccharine sweet, just sweet. I love those kids.
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