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Friday, August 24, 2012

The older Amelie gets, the more I think there's been some kind of terrible mistake on her birth certificate...

If I hadn't been there when she was born, I'd never believe she's still three. It's a miracle they still let her on buses without paying. Frankly she could order drinks in a bar if she wanted to.

So with it being only a matter of time before she's invited to play pool with Prince Harry, we decided to get Amelie's hair cut today. That's her doing a bit of impromptu posing in the salon, and embarrassing the model behind her. The fact that she can button up that cardigan proves that she's silicone free. She's essentially a paraben of virtue, and fit to marry a prince any day.

Of course, Amelie might be our main route into royalty, but the real Princess Dye of this family is Lisa. So we got her hair done too. She's now sporting a stylish bob (not Robert Pattinson), which looked completely stunning as she walked from the hairdresser's chair to the salon door... and out into the pouring rain. Without an umbrella. Or a coat.

The weirdest thing about this August weather, however, is that whilst it can rain hard enough to ruin a gorgeous hair-do and soak us all to the bone in our light summer clothes, it still doesn't wash the glitter out of Toby's hair. He might have to wait until he's bald like his father.

On the subject of premature ageing, it's Lisa's birthday tomorrow. I can't say exactly how old she is for legal reasons, but suffice it to say, she's spent the past year learning the meaning of life, the universe and everything, and now it's all downhill into ignorance. Amelie and I have spent a good half hour decorating her birthday card (it's now no longer readable) and we have a Disney Princess Cupcake Mix to make in the morning. Amelie insisted it's what Lisa would have wanted, and not just her personal choice, so I decided to trust her judgement. She looks old enough to know what she's talking about.


Phil's Mum said...

Happy Birthday, Lisa (an hour early!), just in case you're not awake in the morning to hear us singing!

Lisa said...

Thank you. Amelie has sang and Toby has cried Happy Birthday already.