I remember my Nanny curling my hair up when I was 3 or 4 and being so excited the next morning to see what it would look like. Of course, she told me I would look just like Shirley Temple, and I believed her. She would brag on me about how precious I looked in those curls and give me the sweetest hugs.
All day long I looked at these curls, normally straight as a board, and thought of her.
Last night after Puddin's bath, it struck me, she has never had her hair curled! So, I dug around in my hope chest looking for that old tin of curlers that used to be mine, but couldn't find them.
I decided to go with good, old fashioned, rag rolls!
Now, it has been a mighty long time since I have rolled hair and I might have rolled it in too small sections or too tight, but for our first time around it looked pretty cute!
So I had to show her by stretching a curl out that it was all still there! So funny!
By lunchtime the curls had relaxed a little and were hanging a bit longer.
Much like her momma, she loved having her hair curled!
She was even excited to NOT get a bath tonight so she can keep them one more day!
Although, you can't tell by this picture! Ha! This is the "ok, enough already! Stop taking pictures so I can play in peace" look.
These last few were after we finger separated the curls. They stretched out long a full. It reminded me less of Shirley Temple and more of Diana Ross... early 80'sAhhh- much better!