So it is a BIG day in our house here. No, not a birthday or an anniversary, or a party of any kind (though maybe we should). It is the day that I got Dayla to WEAR A PONYTAIL.
If you don’t really know Dayla’s personality, this may not seem like a big deal to you, but let me assure you, IT IS. I have tried (since she had enough hair to do it) EVERYDAY. I have tried everything. Yes. Everything. While she is watching a video, bribes of candy, food, favorite things, toys, etc. Peer pressure (“all your friends are doing it”). Creative play (“do you want to look like a horsey or a piggy?”) I am pretty sure if you think you have a “trick” I have tried it. Don’t judge me. I just really wanted to put my daughter’s hair in a ponytail. Up until today she has batted my hands away, cried, and claimed I was “hurting her very much”. But TODAY…today was the day. What was the trick? None! I just asked, and she responded, “okay mama.” Perhaps she finally sensed my desperation.
Note, it only lasted 5 minutes…but she did keep it in long enough for me to cheer with glee, jump up and down, and go and grab my camera. Thank you Dayla bear, you made my day.
And here it comes out:
Maybe again someday. But for today, I am smiling ear to ear.