I’m at my wit’s end with my daughter’s hair. She has long hair that at one point was very curly. It’s now somewhat wavy.
It goes past the middle of her back.
And she HATES to have it brushed.
She looks adorable when it’s up or in clips. It’s cute even when it’s down.
But while I see other little girls at her school with brushed, smooth hair, my daughter’s hair is usually every which way and often in knots.
I’ve threatened to cut it, but she likes it long and daddy likes it long. And so do I.
On Sunday I put in several braids. By last night, it was a tangled mess. After her bath, I put in lots of conditioner. When she got out she wanted to play on the computer, but I told her first we were getting her unruly hair back in order.
Wrapped in a towel, she put her head on my lap while I worked at it with a comb, section by section. I pulled out at least three small clumps that got stuck in the comb.
It took 25 minutes. My daughter, exhausted from school, fell asleep.
Once her hair was all smooth, I put it in a ponytail, put her in PJs and tucked her in bed.
It was much easier to work with this morning. I know part of the problem is I just get too busy at night to brush it.
But after last night, I’ve got to make it a priority: morning and night. That, or a pair of scissors may be in order.

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