Ruthie turned eight last week, and our birthday present to her was a head full of pink highlights.
Real ones. As in, permanent.
Bryan was actually willing to go full on head o’ pink, but after I explained fading, roots, and upkeep, he was totally on board with peek-a-boo’s.
I’ve never been one to live vicariously through my daughter, dressing her like a doll or mini me. But when it comes to her hair I’ve been slightly more … opinionated.
The problem is, I want her to always look like she’s three. It was such an adorable haircut, and even if I COULD find someone who can execute this style (which I can’t always), Ruthie’s not having it.
She wants long hair. And long bangs.
And who can blame her? She’s a true girly girl and inherited my gorgeous thick mane.
So reluctantly, I’ve been letting her grow it out under one condition: she keeps it brushed. This kid hates me touching her hair, even if affectionately, and howls in pain at the mere sight of a brush.
So Miss Sensitive Scalp gets long hair as long as she keeps it up.
We’re pretty excited about the pink. I guess the nose pierce is a few years down the road?
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it looks great on her!