I know that she's not particularly fond of pigtails, she's convinced they're too babyish, and she hasn't let me put her hair in them in years! However, I felt that it would fit her costume perfectly. Just once, I wanted her to not argue with me. I figured, it's just for dress up so why so why not right? Boy, was I wrong!
She put up a fuss over the whole thing. Long heavy sighs, rolling eyes, whining, the whole nine yards. Incidentally, this only fueled my determination to do it. I finally got her to hold still long enough to put them in and she looked adorable! Even though she was grumbling the whole time, at least she didn't attempt to tear her hair out.
She's also very anti photos these days as well. This is what I managed to get this morning...
The look on her face is what finally tipped me over the edge. I just wanted one good picture. She may not be overly enthusiastic about it, but my family would be. Her aunts, her grandparents, they would love to see her. This fake, bullshit (excuse my language, but it is) smile, caused me to become completely unglued.
"It's not always about what you want! Sometimes, you have to think about the people who love you and would be excited to see how cute you look. No one is going to make fun of you at school. They match your costume for crying out loud. Do you know how many girls would kill to have hair long enough to do that with?" Yeah, mommy went a little psycho.
She didn't cry, but her face did get really red and she stopped speaking to me. I didn't even get a goodbye when she got onto the bus.
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