A phenomenon that brings Graham & I endless amusement is the state of Alaire’s unruly, sometimes straight, sometimes curly mob of hair in the morning. This series was from awhile back, but still makes me giggle. I admit, the likely culprit is that after taking out the pigtails or braids at night, we “shake, shake, shake” our heads (then run to the mirror and laugh at the site). I’ll enjoy this while I can; no doubt the day will come when laughing at crazy hair will be a big no-no (I’m imagining the teenage years).