Or is it pigg-IES? I don't know. Anyway, I have been trying for weeks to put Alice's hair in piggys (I'm sticking with the grammatically incorrect. I like it), but she wouldn't let me. I had to wrestle her down, and she would cry and cry all these fat tears. I finally gave up; it wasn't worth the fight. But the other day, I went to pick Alice up at Lisa's, and lo and behold, PIGGYS. With no fight or no argument. I couldn't believe it. Lisa is a MIRACLE WORKER. I'm serious. Because you know what? They had kind of fallen out when she took a nap, so I came home and redid them. No tears. No fight--AGAIN. And there hasn't been a fight ever since. She just wants to hold the brush. Who knew? And they are SO CUTE! Thank you, Lisa, for taming my child.
