Saturday I decided to straighten Avery's hair when she got home from Dearie's. Worst. Idea. Ever.
First she looked so different. I prefer her beautiful curls. Her personality goes with her curls.
Second I should have known this was gonna be an issue later. Sunday was fine. Curly hair was great. This morning Tim woke her up at 8:20 (note to self, let Avery wake up on her own!) Avery had wet the bed which was a first and she was embarrassed. Then the drama began...daddy I want long hair!!!!
After a quick breakfast I convinced her to let me spray and brush it...she kept asking to go in my bathroom (where the straightener is).




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