Clara has been trying desperately to grow the required ten inches of hair to donate for Locks of Love, but it just wasn't to be. I'm afraid that along with giant teeth, a love of symmetry, and a stubborn disposition, she also inherited slow-growing, easy-breaking hair from me. Yesterday, she finally decided it was time to tame the scraggly ponytail. So cute! And a sunny day with blossoms on the trees to top it all off.
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