Nevergirl’s

in the first photo folder on my drive is this!

Out to rule the world, one toothy grin at a time

Doesn’t my daughter Charlie look precious? At the rate she’s scrunching up her face, she will need the best eye cream for wrinkles before she turns 20! She may need some orthodontic help in the not too distant future too because she’s growing teeth so big you’d think she had been snacking on plywood!

Now, I love, love, love this photo because this is really what she looks like when she grins. Her eyes disappear, her dimples appear, and she starts to look like some pet you can’t help but adopt.

The cuteness overload aside, aren’t you wondering what happened to her hair? Her parents happened. Ask anyone who’s ever had to give a toddler a haircut and that person will surely tell you it’s a suicide mission of sorts — and it is! Toddlers squirm as much as – if not worse than – worms. They writhe, and wriggle, and try to fall off your grasp in whatever way we can. For this reason, a toddler’s haircut can be a very important milestone, but not for the toddler. It’s a milestone for the parents who will have to see if their love for their flesh and blood can stand the test of the first agonizing haircut. After all, a toddler’s primary job is to rule the universe and terrorize a household. Cooing and looking cute are just hobbies – they do it only when they feel like doing it.

I won’t write about Charlie’s first haircut here because that story deserves a post of its own. I’m only sharing for now this 10th photo in the first photo album in my data drive because

a. I rarely get tagged;
b. I’m not the best person to tag;
c. it must have taken great courage to tag me (hahaha!); that, and patience because it takes me forever to answer.

Enjoy your Friday, everyone!