
So the other day I am combing her hair.
And until this day, she and I have had an agreement...
"if you want long hair, you have to let me comb it
without crying."
I absolutely hate fighting with my 6 year old about her hair. So, I'd say, if you are going to cry,
then we must need to cut it.
That was my manipulation and I was sticking to it.
Until my sweet Maisie informed me there has been a change of plan... it went something like this:
Mai: "Mama," eyes welling up, "I know what you are going to say." she said with more drama than Kate Winslet in Titanic...Me: "Well, Mai... you know the rule. And you look cute with short hair..." trying to remain firm but positive.Mai: "But Mama, I need to tell you something. There is a new plan..." so confident and sure...Me: "Oh, there is???" now I am really intrigued...Mai: "Yes... you can't cut my hair. Even if I cry." Me: "Why is that honey?" no longer combing but wondering...wondering... Mai: "Because," she said, lip quivering, "I am growing my hair for CANCER?!"
I LOVE THIS GIRL!!!