This is how my daughter woke up from her nap a few days ago. Her hair had been in braids the night before, so it was all crimpy and the front of her hair had fallen out. I swear that could be me in Jr. High (except I wouldn't have been caught dead in a skirt. Or pink.)
But she doesn't like having her picture taken for no good reason.
So, she's showing us some good ole early 90's angst.
Or were we playing some Nirvana?