OK, I'm admittedly not very good with hair. I was like 21 before I ever even really learned how to do my own very well. So, to be responsible for the hair of a three year old, kinda stresses me out . . . I was secretly grateful she had no real hair to speak of (or style) until she was nearly two years old. And it's only been the last couple months where it absolutely has to be pulled back. But, I suck at it. My ponytails are bumpy and uneven. I have no ability to part hair. I can't french braid to save my life . . . I can barely do a regular braid. The mere thought of the fancy crown braids and other styles my Mother consistently styled my sisters' hair in kinda gives me a mini-panic attack. I think there's a reason my children are nearly bald 'til they're two. I could never do all the cute little piggy tails and all that on the head of a squirmy one year old. I can barely pull it off on a three year old who's been bribed with gummy bears to sit still.
So, the point of my hair confession?
This morning I was trying to pull Annie's hair back into a ponytail, and it wasn't working very well. I asked her to please hold still, as I was having a hard time getting her hair to go smooth. "Why are you having a hard time Mom?" she asked,
"Well," I responded, "You're squirming. And I didn't ever have to do a little girl's hair until I had you . . . and even then you didn't have much hair to do until after you were two. I'm still learning."
"Hmmm," she says, thinking for a second. "Two? Well, I'm three now. So then, um, why are you still having problems now?"
'Cause I'm a slow learner, kid. Whenever you're ready, you can totally take over this particular chore yourself.
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NOT EVEN KIDDING, 'doing hair' is one thing that I am terrified about with girls. I never let my mom do my hair, and I rarely do my own, and I don't think I even knew how to braid until high school. My girls will always be the ones who look like feral children, wearing the boy clothes with a bow that used to be affixed to their hair/head (with superglue or something), but is now stuck to the back of their camouflage shorts.
I use to not know how to do hair, but I checked out some hair blogs and now I love it. Lauren looks at the pictures and picks the style she wants that day. Here are one of my favorites
http://babesinhairland.blogspot.com/
and she has links on her blog for other cute hair blogs. Good luck! It is still a scream fest when I try and do Lauren's hair though. I don't think that that would ever change.
I used to step on Ali's feet while I did her hair to stop her from moving around. Mean sister, but standing still is the key to good hair....
My secret is to sit them in my bathroom sink (bum on the counter feet in sink). They are up high so they can't run away and they can look in the mirror at what I am doing. I also have a cup of water I dip the comb in to smooth out lumps. I also use little rubberbands under all bows to keep the hair in place. Hope this helps. Annie has beautiful hair no matter what you do to it:) I am going to have to check out the hair blogs, I didn't know about that!
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