(Brad writing today)
I grew up with five sisters (six at one time, I didn't forget you Kei).  And needless to say, my father has had a lot of female hormones to deal with throughout the years.  He really has done an amazing job.  My sisters make up one of the best group of women I have ever met.  But there is one thing my father never quite got down.  My sisters love to give him a hard time recounting how traumatic it was the day that daddy had to do their hair for school.  I believe most counts include Kristi crying.  So, when Ellie was born I decided that I would at least be able to do pig tails and a fair pony.  So after may tears on both of our parts, Ellie and I are proud to show off "Daddy's Piggers."  Feel free to comment on how great they are...
