Most days when I pick Rebekah up her hair looks like the following picture...
And if I push her hair back to the side it looks like a bad toupe.
And if I push her hair back to the side it looks like a bad toupe. On seperate days, J.R. and I both have mentioned "Maybe we should cut her hair?"
So we got the opinion of our wonderful hair stylist, Aunt Nichole.
And Rebekah got a haircut before Thanksgiving dinner at the Bakers.
No more hair in her eyes.
No more hair in her eyes.

No more toupe in the back.
Just sweet little girl baby hair. 
At Mamie's helping with tortes

Getting her bottle at Grandmother and Granddaddy's
More quality time with Miles
J.R. harassing Miles
Sitting with Mamie after dinner
Napping on her Daddy at Mamie's
Our first Thanksgiving with Rebekah Grace














Aunt Nichole, the baby whisperer
Squirming in her Daddy's lap at Rancho
This is our happy happy girl

She loves him and that is how it should be.
Enjoying her smash cake.
So many presents!
Birthday girl.








