Beauty Salon

Rachel's got a new game she likes to play. She lays down, completely naked, on the bathroom counter puts her head in the sink and washes her hair. The first time I walked in the bathroom and saw this I about lost it. There was water running down the side of the counter pooling all over the floor. There were towels everywhere - to catch the water Rachel later told me. There was a bottle of shampoo laying on it side with shampoo all over the counter and Rachel was naked as a jay bird happily scrubbing the top of her hair. I asked her what in the world was going on. She sat up and very matter a factly said, "I'm pretending I'm going to the dentist-no not the dentist, you know that one place that does hair and finger polish" then she laid back down and continued scrubbing.

Rachel loves the salon. She begs to get her hair cut every time we pass it. For her birthday Anna chose to go to the salon and get her hair and nails done. Rachel got to go too, and Liz and I got pedicures. (Which I so enjoy). Rachel walked right in hopped up on her seat and when asked what she wanted done with her hair she said I want Taylor Swift hair. The girl looked at me. I nodded and said, make her into Taylor Swift and went back and got my toes done. A little while later a beaming "Taylor Swift" came in and sat by me while they finished up my feet. She loved it. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled and smiled. She'd turn this way and that admiring her hair and nails. It is a pity that a girl who loves to feel pretty as much as Rachel does can't seem to look much better than an orphan most days. As beautiful as she is she has got to become better friends with a brush a wash cloth and matching clothes.