When I was little, my mom had a word for when we were a mess. Ya know, when my hair was falling in my face, my clothes were dirty, my face was filthy...when I looked like a kid. Well that word was "raggamuffin."
Alice looks like a ragamuffin a lot and I love it.
Like the other day when I had her hair braided the night before and by the time she woke up, it was all out and crimped and definitely in her face.
ahhhhh i love her.
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