Chloe & friend
Today was school picture day and the one day this year the kids get to wear something other than their uniform. Chloe picked out her favorite dress and chose to wear a headband. I brushed and brushed her hair to get out all the tangles (typically I hide them in a ponytail) and tried to spray down the unruly strands. When I pulled out a few bobby pins to keep the bangs in place she protested. I pleaded with her first, "please, it will look nice."
Then I demanded, "Just wear them."
Then I became the six-year-old...
"Chloe, if you don't let me fix your hair, I'm not going to pay for the pictures."
And she became the Mom...
"Mom, will my hair mess up my smile?"