preparing for a family outing.
I arrived at Nora and Tom’s house just as Ellie came running into the kitchen.
She was carrying two pink ribbons.
“Auntie Claire! Hair time!”
I laughed.
“Good morning to you too.”
She climbed onto a chair.
“Two pigtails, please.”
Nora appeared with a hairbrush.
“Be careful. Her hair was terribly tangled this morning.”
Ellie rolled her eyes.
“Mommy, you brushed it wrong!”
Nora laughed.
“Did I?”
“Yes!”
I began separating Ellie’s curls.
The first ribbon went in easily.
The second refused to stay in
