Monday, April 20, 2009
Or Fuzzy Wuzzy is what my son calls my hair. He really likes to run his little hands through it and laugh and giggle. He and my daughter also comment on the fact that all of my locs are not the same size or length and question if I'm going to fix it. I just smile and tell them no. I'm going through the fuzzy stage. Not really sure when it started but noticed it a couple of weeks ago. This is good news and means that my locs are coming along nicely and losing the braid pattern. I'm not really even concerned about that as much as I was in the beginning. I often now even forget to latch and have to count back when the last time I did a latching. Is life moving along so fast? I don't think so, I've got so many plates spinning that hair is really the last thing on my mind. Which is why I haven't blogged much about it. However I will get back on track and post new hairstyles and concerns that I have so don't fret!