October is already shaping up to be one of those months that passes by faster than I can blink, so when we saw a decent weather forecast for this past weekend, we decided to make the most of it.
Pumpkin farm time.
And this is where you should be distracted by STRAIGHT HAIR OMG HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?
How, indeed.
Alexis begs me to straighten her hair every single day and has for approximately the past two years, except that it has felt more like an eternity because GIVE IT UP, KID. Curls. She has them. There is no amount of wishing and hoping that's going to change that, so she really should just accept her hair for what it is.
She isn't going to.
So she woke up Saturday morning with desperation in her voice and begging on her To Do List. Initially I completely blocked her out, but then I thought about it for a second.
Blackmail. I know for a fact that I can blackmail the kid to do anything in exchange for straightening her hair. Half an hour after I reached that realization, the family room was really super clean.
So I straightened.
And then held it over her head ALL DAY LONG.
What's that? You don't want to cooperate for a photo?
"I straightened your hair. Now smile."
"Oh, we spent money for animal food and now you're too scared to feed the camel? TOO BAD. I STRAIGHTENED YOUR HAIR."
Lest you be concerned for the poor curl-challenged child, this photo was taken about ten seconds after the teary one.
She was happy. It just took her a second to warm up to the joy of fuzzy things that don't live in her house.
(Photo by Allison)
And man was she happy. All day long. I'm sure part of it was because she was with some of her favorite friends.
But part of it was because she felt pretty with her hair straight.
I hate that she doesn't love everything about herself just the way she is.