The younger kids seem to have a 'thing' for messing with my hair. I've never particularly liked people's hands in my hair, but I suppose that when one has kids one needs to just relax a little about it (also, I'm trying to model for Lizzie the importance of sitting still throughout a long hair session!). So, quite regularly, Seth and Lizzie pull out combs and various clips and have me sit down in the library for a hair session. Generally, 45-60 minutes later, I emerge with a greasy head of hair and about a dozen clips strewn throughout my hair. Lucky for you, I don't have any pictures of 'the new me,' but I have a few of the kids in process.