
Ava's hair issues are about to set me over the edge. I love to do hair, I always have and I'm actually quite good at it. I was so excited to have a little girl so I could do her hair...curly, straight, braided, pig tails, bows, flowers...I love it all. Turns out my little girl has a mind of her own. I say braids she says curls, I says curls she says pony tail. Well, today I snapped! I felt like getting out Ben's clippers and shaving her bald (I probably would have if it hadn't taken me so darn long to grown it out), instead I sent her to church without her hair done, I just couldn't take her telling me with her 4 year old attitude that I didn't know what I was doing and that she looked hideous, so as painful as it was for me she went to church with straggly hair and I think it actually hurt her more than me. Hopefully it was a lesson learned.