Poor second child...

I am gaining an appreciation for the tortured life of the second child. Before The P would let me put her hair up today, we had to put a pony tail in the p's hair. In case you haven't noticed, her hair is pretty limited to a one inch strip across the back of her head. To humor The P, I put a few strands up with a little rubber band. Poor little thing. Luckily she is so laid back and such a good sport ;) So, if you look very closely at the next two pictures, you can see the p's first pony tail. (I can only imagine what it would be like to be the third child.)

Happy...and clueless