I still can’t believe I have a daughter.
And she’s beautiful.
And she loves to PULL MY HAIR.
You can’t see her hand there, but it has a hand full of my hair in it. That’s her new thing, pulling my hair, every chance she gets. It reminds me why I cut all of my beautiful long hair off after I had my first baby. I couldn’t take the constant pulling and ripping out of the hair.
But this post isn’t about the fact that my daughter is ripping my hair out of my scalp. This is about how beautiful she is and how lucky I feel to have her in my life.
If you want to make it into something it isn’t? You can make it about how shiny and beautiful our hair is.