HG's braids

HG found new friends in the girls at the guest house.  Every free second was spent playing with them.  We went up to the room for something & before I knew it she was yelling at us to come look at her.  She had braids like Macada.  How in the world they were able to do that with her slick hair, I have no idea!  She was so proud of them.  I think she would have left them in all week, except for something that I will talk about later.  (Trying to now keep things in order for the book when I print it off.)