Braiding My Daughter’s Hair
January 1st, 2012
I have had short hair for fifteen years. Well, except for an unfortunate year I spent trying to grow out my locks for my wedding, thinking that “bridal hair” was synonymous with “long hair in an updo.” After torturing myself for about 14 months, I finally chopped the mess off three weeks before the wedding (and never have you seen a more nervous hair stylist than when I made that request!!).
Anyways, suffice to say I have short hair. My daughter, on the other hand, has increasingly lengthy hair. And her hair is gorgeous — thick silky tresses that shimmer in the light.
I’m learning a new skill set as I try to gain control of her hair. For all its beauty, it’s also quite fine, extremely prone to static, and aggravatingly resistant to being corralled by clips, ribbons, and scrunchies. But I love playing with her hair (even though it’s sometimes a point of contention for us!). I remember vividly the thrill I felt the first day I managed to put her in pigtails. It was awesome.
And so I’m learning. Today, I managed to wrestle her hair into two clumsy but respectable braids and we were both pleased with the result.
When I’m done typing, I’ll be looking up “how to French braid” videos on YouTube!