While Stella has some cute clothes and a cute face, she knows not how to be patient with a hair brush. She does not want one near her head for an extended amount of time. And by extended I mean not at all. For this reason Stella will not be a girl that has long hair until she reaches the Age of Reason. Wherein she masters the ability to wield a hairbrush to tame her mane--including the part underneath the top layer. I know all too well the consequences of poor hair management. When I was about ten my mother realized that I had somewhat of a rat's nest residing at the nape of my neck because I only ever brushed the top of my hair. I was given some choices:
a) Let my mom brush it out
b) Brush it myself and maintain outstanding tresses
c) Cut it off
I chose the second option. 
I retain the vivid memory of an afternoon spent with The Knot--my head flipped over while I relentlessly stroked my hair to avoid having a bob at the age of ten. I did succeed but not without much wailing and bemoaning my plight.
So it makes sense that this is my child:
2 comments:
Who could be bothered with vanity when there is a stroller with Mr. Potato Head to be pushed around?
Seriously, I think the kid has her priorities straight.
What sweet kids you have. The hair trauma sure brings back memories of my kids at that age. I was sure one of them would be a biker-chick when she grew up, but thankfully I was wrong.
Katie
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