On head colds and hair color

This week has been defined by Moira's need for me to wear her like a runny nosed hip bag. For the past few days I held her without ceasing, stopping only to make a accordian style picture box at Enrichment night and to accidentally permanently dying Ellie's hair highlights pink for a little Halloween/First Birthday party my friend Holly and I threw for Moira and Peter. Thankfully, the little one-year-old is feeling much better today, but I'm still a little drained from trying to decide whether to keep washing Ellie's hair (maybe with clarifying shampoo?) or to chop it all off. I guess I needn't do anything until after Halloween when I'm sure she'll want it pink(er) again. I'd send pictures if I had them, but they're on our other computer that I moved up to our room and haven't plugged back in yet because of Moira's stint as a fashion accessory. And, I'm lazy.