Finally I relented. We watched on You-tube a couple of tutorials on how to do it. We picked out some colors and proceeded with the "fun". If kneeling at the island with your head kinked can be called fun. Anything for beauty, right?
Annika dying her hair blue
Hers didn't last but 3 days. It wasn't hot enough to completely stay in.
Besides, she said she never wanted to dye her hair again cuz some boys said she looked like a leprechaun.
People, blue was not the most attractive color.
Hannah, giving me the eye.
Why is it that no matter what you do they are never really happy?
Isabel, she cracks me up.
See what I mean by kinked?
The end result.
See the blue peeking out from underneath?
It's actually kind of pretty.
She looks so "bad a"
The kool-aid is only suppose to last for 7 weeks. Dad was not very happy when he came home. Which I knew he wouldn't be. But I knew that I needed to allow my children to do a few things to experience some sort of (safe) "freedom". I figured this was innocent enough. Brent wanted the dye to be gone by girls camp. The blue was gone by then, but not the red/orange. In fact, it's still there a wee bit. We had fun doing it. I particularly like it when her hair was curled.
Summer has been a beast this last week. I think there were a few too many hormones being thrown around the air. The girls were at each others throats, I wanted to punch a few faces and escape to my room, too many complaints about chores and doing work. It was all too much. In fact, I got so upset this morning that I slammed my bedroom door and broke it. Now I'm just upset with myself for allowing myself to get that worked up. I think I have some apologizing to do. Up until this week summer had been quite enjoyable. I could handle the flames of conflicting personalities, and tune out the many complaints. When it's "that time of the month", a lot of things become unbearable. I'm glad when this week will be over with.
On a happier note, my children do recognize when they've gone too far and they come and apologize. I appreciate this about my children. Saying your sorry is one of the quickest ways to soften hearts. My heart has been softened more then once this week. I am also so grateful for how quickly my
children are to forgive me of my wrong doings and short comings. There
is no manual to parenting and I make a lot of mistakes.
Let's cross our fingers that next week will be a huge improvement upon this one. Happy, happy, joy, joy.
3 comments:
I think it is wonderful that you shared the experience and was able to support them as a mother but be there for them. It is better that they know they can come to you and not sneak out under your nose and try something without permission.
It is pretty!
Hannah looks just like you in the last picture. Scarey sometimes how we have people that look like us....
Seriously! I think you're an awesome mom! I also think her hair turned out beautiful! Way to show support! It's the poor kids that come to school with permanent weird hair, piercings and inappropriate clothing that I feel sorry for! Alison(22)did this beautiful henna tatoo on her hand and Gene freaked! It was gone in about a week (wore off). She got tons of compliments too. You're awesome and fun!
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