As the mother of 3 daughters, I have out of necessity, had to learn to do hair. I had always enjoyed doing hair with my barbies and dolls as a child. Now that I have life-sized dolls, the joy is sometimes greater than others.
As a beginning mother, I knew how to do a basic pony-tail and pig-tails. My talents have now blossomed into doing a proficient french-braid pony-tail (I can tight or loose). French-braid pig-tails (parted on the side or in the middle). I can curl hair with the curling iron, straighten hair with the flat-iron, do fishtail braids. Also in my portfolio of looks, buns (high, low and side), french-braid just across the front to make a headband, and many others I don’t have names for.
My older two girls will often look on Pinterest and find new hair looks to bring to me. I am flattered that they think I am capable of these complex things, but I have to often remind them that I am not a professional stylist and make no promises about my skills. This never deters them from trying.
Some mornings, beside the usual hectic routine, I have been know to do three other heads of hair other than my own! I also can never find a brush in my own bathroom and have bought 2 new brushes just for me in the last 3 months. No one ever knows where they have disappeared to! : )
Although I sometimes complain about having to do hair and being asked at the last minute to do it, I know that one day I will miss this. I will miss holding and twisting the beautiful blond hair and just being that close with my girls. Luckily with my two year old, I am probably guaranteed another 16 years of my hair styling job.
So today, all three girls are my favorites for forcing me to become an adept hair stylist : )
Avery 1/-1, Brooke 1/0, Kate 2/0