Teagan and Rianne got their first hair cuts. Brielle wanted to play in the cars, but had no interest in cutting her hair.
Where did my stylist go? |
There she is. Rianne was asking if she could trade cars. |
Silly Rianne, we don't get our cars until we're all sexy. [sixteen] Sigh. |
Just a little off the back, I've got a big gymnastics meet. I'm going to be on ESPN. |
I've got a hair dryer at home too! So do my sisters. |
Rianne, I'm almost all done, just one more thing . . . |
Perfect! |
Cheese! |
Can we keep the car? |
Rianne! Riaaaaaaane! Riaaaane! I got my haiiiiiiiiir cut! |
I'm gonna get my hair cute too! |
Ready, set . . . |
Cute! |
Close up the trunk and . . . |
Go! Go! Go! |
Ain't no way daddy's gonna let us get on a motorcycle! |
I'm starting to sort of panic. |
I got my hair cut . . . |
and dried . . . |
and dried some more . . . . I gotta lotta hair! |
Now it's time to drive home. . . |
Let's go to the store first! |
The Dolly Store! |
Brielle: That's dollar store. How much longer are we going to be able to keep them shopping there . . .? Seeya next week! |