Mikyla detests having her hair curled. I was surprised when she agreed to let Sarah curl it for the game Monday night. I took a picture and she was all smiles.. so I thought, okay, she's growing up..

Later I heard her crying and objecting. She and Sarah were in the bathroom getting ready to go to the game. Soon the crying became louder and louder and finally I couldn't help it, I had to go see what was wrong.
Oh the lamenting! Mikyla was tugging on those curls, "Please! Mammy get them out!! That's why I wanted YOU to do my hair, I don't like these curls! Get them out!"
I stood there torn, I didn't want to step on Sarah's toes, yet Mikyla wasn't used to the curls, didn't want the curls, hadn't asked for the curls and was in great distress! What's a grandmother to do? Sarah came into the bathroom about that time and saw both of our distress and to our great relief got out the hair straightner and fixed Mik's hair the way she likes it.
Sheesh!
Posted by juel at November 7, 2007 10:30 PM