When you have a baby who is sick, most of the typical "hopes and dreams" for your child fade into the background for awhile. All you want is for your baby to live, to be healthy, to be out of pain.... But all those typical "I hopes..." are still floating around back there. You know what I mean? "I hope it's a girl" (yes!), "I hope she has blue eyes" (yes!), "I hope she gets my teeth and not Robert's" (verdict's still out on that one...)
Well one of my ridiculously silly and not important hopes has been "I hope she has enough hair for pigtails by her first birthday." In case you haven't noticed, I have a thing for hairbows. And the only thing that's cuter than one hairbow, is two hairbows. I'm not really sure there's quite going to be enough hair for curly little pigtails by her first birthday, but we're starting to work on it. Wanna see her first attempt at little piggies? Of course you do.
Okay, so it's more bow than hair, but still, I think it's pretty cute.
And so does her daddy.
And more importantly, so does Rufus:
Come on hair! Grow!! You've got two months!