Today Ava Grew Her Hair Out

I've had short hair my entire life and thus far, so have you so it was quite humerus to me when we put Aunt Casey's extensions on you this afternoon. 

Mom and I had a wedding to go to this evening for a high school acquaintance of hers and Grandma and Grandpa agreed to watch you for the night.

We hit the road at about 11:30, an hour earlier than planned, because you were tired and needed a nap. It worked out perfectly since you fell asleep before we made it to Route 30 and woke up just as we pulled in the driveway. 

Aunt Casey's hair extensions were sitting on the living room table and you made your way towards them, picking them up, studying them and eventually playing with them.

Mom clipped a few to the back of your head to give you a mullet, which was funny but the transformation wasn't complete until she put your white hat on. 

Wearing a red long sleeve shirt and jeans, from the back it made you look like a miniature long-haired Gilligan. 

Who's Gilligan? I'll fill you in. 

The extensions didn't bother you in the least, you didn't try to pull them out and continued touring the house and playing.