The scrunchie queen

Lesli and I both bought scrunchies as a gag gift for the girls when we went to Chicago. I ended up coming home with like 5 of them so I gave all of them to Stasa for playtime and dress-ups. Of course she has no clue what to do with them other than to simply throw them around, so I helped her out a bit.







She usually takes everything off of her head or out of her hair, but left these in and would go over to the mirror, see them in her hair, pet them and then giggle. I finally took them out and then she ran over to the mirror with all of her necklaces. "Ooooo," she says, every time she puts one on.







And here's a picture of our little furbaby, to prove that she's not forgotten.