NikkiZ has been INSANE about her hair lately. This weekend she really wanted to wear it in a side-ponytail with a clip. BUT – her hair is so fine it wouldn’t stay in. So, I offered to do the side-braid pictured above. After I did it she put her hand back on the braid and was all, Mooommm…this is NOT how I wanted it to be! I didn’t want it all to be in a braid! I wanted a side ponytail! I tried to explain to her that it was in a side ponytail. She was SOOOO exasperated. Like she was talking to someone 10 degrees less-intelligent than she was. She sighed a lot and was very irritated with me. I finally said: GO LOOK AT IT.
She looked in the mirror and exclaimed, “Oh! I can’t even see the braid!” I know, kid. I’m awesome. Get used to it.
Then, yesterday was dance day at school. She had it in her head how she wanted her hair but I didn’t understand and she kept getting frustrated that I kept getting it wrong. Finally, I improvised based on what I thought she wanted. I put to small braids with the clips that just held the small pieces of her hair back. When she felt it she was unsure about it. “Mom? I don’t think I’m going to like this.” GO LOOK AT IT.
She ran back out to the kitchen (that’s where we do hair in the morning, of course) and wrapped her arms around my legs, “I love it! THANK YOU MOMMA!” Let me repeat: I’m awesome. Get used to it.
But it’s really funny how attached she is to the perfect hairstyle. And I’m so glad I can french-braid. She struggles a bit with her hair not doing exactly what mine does, but I try to explain that our hair is very different. She likes that I can tie mine in a knot, which hers won’t do. But she really spends time thinking about how she wants her hair to look. Which means that, of course, we have nowhere to go but DOWNHILL from here. If she’s this emotionally attached to the perfect hairstyle now? The teen years are going to be dangerously toxic for ALL OF US. Especially those of us holding hairbrushes.
I was not like this at all. I got a little obsessed with hairstyles in middle school, but since I was being raised by my Dad I didn’t inflict my madness on anyone else. Do you have a daughter? When did she get insane about her hair?