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Friday, April 30, 2010
A tiny little ponytail sprouts from the top of his head. The hair, wrapped in a orange elastic, points straight up towards the ceiling. In the mornings when I brush his sister's hair, dividing it and then making two pigtails, he comes to me, tapping the top of his head. He waits while I finish and then stands patiently while he gets his own. Throughout the day he checks to make sure it is still there. He loves his ponytail, my little blond Alfalfa.