downward dog

adda doesn't like her hair messed with. she'd prefer i didn't wash it, brush it or touch it. so i was kind of suprised when she let me make two little pony tails with out much fuss. i told her they were so cute and that we should go look in the mirror. mistake! she was not happy when she saw them.

she went buzzing around the house making a big show of displeasure, then stopped when she saw my cell phone and asked to call her daddy. i dialed his number thinking it would be a good distraction and was so suprised when in her jumbled little sentences, she began detailing my crimes against her "daddy, ouch, mommy, hair, no-no, don't want it". the tattling must have been pretty theraputic though because afterwards she was over it and wore them happily the rest of the day.