So this little girl refuses to wear her hair back in a barrette:
And when I say refuse I mean REFUSE. Every day when I get her dressed I pull the longish part in the front back with a clip of some sort and then try and distract her so that she won't yank it out. Every day I FAIL. FAIL FAIL FAAAAAIL. Her hair is getting longer and I'm in a bit of a quandry because while I want her to be able to see stuff, I also don't want her to end up looking like this:
While I am very cute at age three, my haircut happens to be the EXACT same haircut that my father had at the time. Which I'm sure for 1983 was very stylish. FOR A MAN. Since my daughter has the exact same hair texture and color and COWLICKS that John does, if I start going wild with the scissors, she could very well end up looking like this:
While very handsome, he is A MAN (there is a running NO BOY HAIRCUTS FOR GIRLS theme going on right now if you can't tell, although we don't mind if daddies wear curlers because good daddies DO IT ALL).
And so we have the age-old dilemma: do I just let her hair grow and be thankful for the portion of the day when it's slicked back with mac and cheese? Do I continue to try and wear her down with the daily barrette ritual that is not likely to work ever in this lifetime? [Edited to add: I have also tried to make fountain ponytails with those little elastics AND SHE CAN GET THOSE OUT!] Or do I just lop off the long parts in the front so she can see? HAIR IS VERY TRAUMATIC FOR ME PEOPLE. WE CANNOT MAKE ANY RASH DECISIONS.
But we can play with curlers in the meantime.
(Also you can join my Hair Trauma flickr group and share all your bad hair days! YAY!)