Hair Frenzy

The day I found out Becca was going to be a girl (my third girl)I cried. I know, I know, that sounds horrible....be patient with me. I wasn't crying because she wasn't going to be the brother Ryan really wanted (he loves his sisters so I don't think he ever cried about it). I wasn't crying because I don't like girls. I love girls. I would have a million of them if......I didn't have to do their hair!!! The tears that day appeared as I was having one of the thousands of fights I have had with Makayla over her hair. She, and now Ashlyn, HATE having their hair brushed. They just hate it. If you have seen my girls you will know half the time their hair isn't done. It is their choice...NOT MINE!!! So, you can stop judging!!!
Okay, so this Saturday I thought it would be so great to do the girls hair in those foam curlers they sleep in. It would make my Sunday morning so much easier. Sundays are days I actually force the girls to have their hair look cute. So between me actually doing my own hair (yes, they probably get their not caring if their hair looks cute from me) and then doing the hair and getting ready my three adorable girls that is what I do for around 2 hours!! Ridiculous. Anyway, Ashlyn was all for doing the foam curlers. Makayla, however, was less than agreeable. She wanted NOTHING to do with it. We had even told her Alyssa, her favorite older cousin whom she idolizes, was having curlers in her hair that night. She didn't care. I tried bribing her with a dollar. She wasn't even swayed. Finally, she came up to me and said "For two dollars, mom". Okay, my little negotiator. We both win on this account.

I wish I could say this picture told the story of the rest of the
evening. But, my sweet and spunky five year old ended up pulling them all out before the night was through. Yep, she did NOT earn $2 that night. I had to do her hair the next day....much to both of our chagrin. Ashlyn ended up pulling only a couple of them out. Her hair looked like a true princess that day. I meant to take a picture and forgot!!! Darn it. It was so beautiful. Becca's also didn't last...but I didn't expect it to. They were merely for fun. Now, in defense of my daughters, I do remember having to wear those blasted curlers EVERY Saturday night. I wouldn't like it....but I had beautiful hair the next day. The things we girls go through to look beautiful.
I have to say that my girls are beautiful even with their hair everywhere. They really are. I was at a store yesterday and their hair was....kind of done. I met a girl from high school I hadn't seen since high school and she commented on how beautiful my girls were. So, I guess I can ease off the hair thing a bit and let girls be girls!!