Dear Ernest, thank you for letting mommy play "hairdresser" with the last of mommy's hairspray. Ponytails don't need spray, and that's all your mom wears anymore. You even kept your hands down while it dried, good boy! Thank you for being a product of your mother's creativity.
Your mother who has nothing better to do than do cute things to you.
Ps, that's a broom handle in the background, proof that housework does get done around here!