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HAPPY NEW YEAR! 

I will write a new year post and formally welcome you here for 2014 when I am done collecting myself from the monstrous frenzy of the past holidays. Also, my husband's back to work today. My friend's right, I will never get used to the routine of him leaving on his last day of vacation. I always get sick once he left the house, never fails. I'm typing this down with painful joints (despite a full body massage last night), feverish body and clogged nose. But what the heck, I miss the blog. I miss the little interaction with you, royalties. Really. ♡

Today, I am copying a feature from one of my blogging idols. I emailed her about this 'cause I have so much respect in her that I felt the need to do it before putting it live. So yes, this is Bleubird's 52 Weeks: “a portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013.” In my case, I do not own a badass DSLR, I am not a professional photographer and I only have a daughter. But I'd give this a shot. As a reader, I like how I saw her children's beautiful transition from what they have been from week 1 to week 52. This is mommy journal-ing to the highest levelz. 

From this post onward, LB will be called Pia. That's what family and friends call her; might as well have her called here the same. After all, you queens are my cyber pals. 

Anywaaaaaaay ―

"My daughter's photos, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Pia had her FIRST salon experience yesterday (Sunday). I was not expecting that there'll be a flood of customers at the nearby salon where I frequently go, so we looked for somewhere empty. We went to a franchise of Artista Salon. It was the most annoying beautifying place I've ever been to! No wonder it was empty. Grrr. I don't know how they define beautiful. Oh well, you'd really get what you paid for. Not gonna rant though, we're chill here. Hehehe. So there, I had Pia's hair trimmed by an inch; just simply removing the irritating flown away ends. We'll let it grow, at least until she turns 7. After that, she can decide on what she wants to do with her 'do. Or maybe I can persuade her to have other styles in the future. I'm her mom, I know better (ugh, I sounded like my own mom). For now, I'm letting her enjoy this very kikay stage where she herself doesn't want to see her ears sticking out. Hence, the mane's length. 

51 left to complete this project. What can you say? ♡

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UPDATE:
Special thanks to Rhiza of Chasing Dreams. All this time, I thought it was Bleubird who started this project, but it was actually Jodi of Practising Simplicity. I now have a new favorite blog to read!