I picked the girls up at Nana’s the other day. Just as I got there she said, “Come here, come here, you just gotta see this. You won’t believe what the girls did. It’s just so cool.”

I followed her through a little hallway and around a corner. She was bouncing with excitement. She started pointing and clapping her hand on her mouth, giggles popping out in between, “Can you believe it?”

She stepped aside and gestured to the tv stand.

“Amanda, they cut their hair and put them right there. They said it was us in love. Can you, can you even believe that,” her wonder at the matter of fact acceptance is still potent. She pointed back and forth for me for good measure a few times. We laughed.

Later, on the way home, the girls said, “Yeah, did you see what we did with the barbies? We cut their hair like Nana and Jeannie,” gushed Finley.

“I did, that was so clever.” I said.

“Yup, we put’em right next to that picture of them,” Briar added.

“It made Nana very happy,” I answered.

“They aren’t exact,” corrected Avery, “We used a younger picture, we couldn’t find any old lady barbies.”