I completely forgot to post these pictures. Tessa Marie colored her hair; little Roxy Mae followed suit. I know there are a lot of nay-sayers who are wagging their fingers right now, but I think it’s important to let kids express themselves outwardly (within reason). It’s just hair, it washes out. There will be a time when they have a stringent dress code to adhere to, and their chosen careers might not allow brightly colored hair. Maybe Roxy got a bit of a head start, but there’s no time like your youth.

As a matter of fact, I was a member of the blue hair club when I was a teenager (as well as bright red and purple) – and I turned out alright. My sisters and I have been lucky to have a mom who gave us creative freedom and embraced our innocent phases (the less innocent were dealt with in a proper manner). It only makes sense that Amanda has chosen the same parental role. I think Roxy’s color has since washed out, but I rather enjoyed my little candy land girls’ rainbow hair.

Love love and candy colored tresses,

Keiko Lynn

Edit: When I was coloring Tessa’s hair, a family friend was in the other room telling Tessa’s dad that she is probably “trying to find herself.” When they called her into the room, she yelled, “Hold on! I’m trying to find myself, give me a minute!” I love her