My baby has a pony tail. A real, little, tiny ponytail. That she needs to keep her hair out of her face and her food. Insane isn't it? Especially since even much older than Norah, Hannah barely had enough for barrettes. I'll post two pictures to prove it. One of Norah from today at 11 months and one of Hannah from September of 2006, which would make her 18 months.