She wanted pigtails instead of barrettes. Then she wanted butterfly clips with elaborate hair styles (think Princess Leia). Then she decided to grow her bangs out. (Waaahh! She was so adorable with them!) Then she wanted to leave her hair down, with the possible little braids at the front to keep the growing bangs back. Then came, TODAY.
Cue dramatic music.
She had been talking for a few weeks about wanting to cut her hair because, let's face it, the twenty minute morning ritual of hair styling was a bit over the top. It's the same morning hair routine that I remember vividly from my own childhood.
Mom calls for Girl "Let's do your hair."
Girl reluctantly abandons her play and come to sit on the stool.
Mom arranges her arsenal of hair styling supplies and grabs a brush in one hand and hair conditioning spray in the other.
Tilt Girl's head up.
Brush. Brush. Squirt. Brush. Screech.
Tilt Girl's head up. Brush. Screech. Squirt.
Tilt Girl's head up.
Squirt. Screech. Brush.
Finally have all the tangles out. Use the painful end of the comb to make a part.
Redo part. Tilt Girl's head up. Make another part.
Mist hair with water. Comb. Tilt head.
Divide portion of hair into equal thicknesses. Braid - tightly.
Bind ends with rubber band. Rubber band snaps. Find another and bind hair again.
Begin the process again with the other side of the head.
Using various clips, butterflies, bands, bobby pins, hair pins and flowers, design and secure hair in elaborate styles, all the while tilting Girls head up.
Spray liberally with hair spray.
Repeat every day without killing each other.
Girl decided to end the cycle of madness and cut her hair. And she trusted ME to do it for her!
After only fifteen minutes she had a quite respectable haircut that I must admit looks charming on her.
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