First, Vivie. The other day I discovered clumps of freshly shorn hair on my living room chair. Apparently Vivienne got sick of her awkward-growing-out-the-bangs stage and decided to take matters (and scissors) into her own hands. I tried to even things out, but what can you do? There are clumps missing. Here is Vivie with a wig of mine on, and she looks like Rosanne Rossanadanna.
Then, today, I had a USO fundraiser show, in which I had to dress up and sing as Dorothy Lamour. A fun little side perk to my life---- and when I got home, the children were fascinated with my fake eyelashes, which I had just peeled off in front of gaping children. They each wanted to try them on, so I let them, and snapped a shot of each moment.
Here is Vivie-- obviously comfortable with her new glam look.
Next comes Clara-- who couldn't stop staring at how grown-up she looked!
Poor little Audrey didn't know what she was getting herself into.
And this is Elijahs' version of a "pretty lady." They apparently fold their hands and have large lips.
More to come, hopefully.
And may I add my sincere and hearty CONGRATS to Sarah in the light of their glorious news? Alright then, CONGRATS! They will make wonderful parents who will probably never put false eyelashes on their baby.
--Carolyn





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