The Girls with the Magic Hair

This weekend I left my man to tackle his thesis in some 

much need solitude (a profoundly rare experience chez nous)

and drove down to visit my sister and her family for a few days.

Our girls are only a few years apart, and are, for the moment, equally obsessed with dressing up.  

Thanks to their mamma's genes, they are also quite prone to dramatic interpretation.

So we chatted on the couch while they pranced around in their ball gowns, 

acting out scenes from their favorite princess flicks.

Thank you, dear Rapunzel, for enticing little girls to brush their lovely locks 

without being asked twice!