We have been fighting a never-ending battle with Kaitlyn for as long as I can remember. It takes place in the mornings before school, on the weekends when we want to go somewhere, and in the evenings after Kaitlyn’s bath. It is the battle to brush Kaitlyn’s hair to make it look at least somewhat presentable.
99% of the time, Amber is the one that faces the daunting task of brushing Kaitlyn’s hair. The times I have been the responsible party, there have been more failures than there have been successes (most notably my failed attempt to pull Kaitlyn’s hair into a ponytail before gymnastics).
If Kaitlyn had her way, she would never brush her hair, or would do so maybe a few times per week. For one, she claims that it is a painful experience, but I have only noticed any type of pain-inducing brushing on those occasion where Kaitlyn’s hair looks like a bird nest.
Without fail, Amber will patiently brush Kaitlyn’s hair in the morning before school, sometimes even taking time to braid her hair. By the time Amber is done, Kaitlyn could be ready for school with her hair looking like the picture at left.
At most, the time between when Amber finishes Kaitlyn’s hair and has it looking great and the time Kaitlyn gets out of my car to head into school is right at an hour. Probably less. And without fail, by the time she is heading into school, and more often than not before we even leave the house, Kaitlyn’s hair looks nowhere close to how Amber left it. In fact, I think if Kaitlyn had her way, she would let her hair resemble the hairstyle pictured at right.
On the one hand, I am proud that Kaitlyn couldn’t care less what people think of what her hair looks like; it speaks to who she is as a person that she puts little stock into outward appearances (she would also be happy if we let her wear her clothes however she sees fit, which usually means at least one piece of clothing is on backward or inside out). On the other hand, it is frustrating because I know that Amber does a great job in making Kaitlyn look presentable each morning, and it almost always goes out the door before school even starts.
I guess if this is the worst of our problems, we are in pretty good shape.