Pick Your Battles

My oldest has beautiful blonde hair.  It is the color I am always trying to achieve.  When she was younger, it was long. I loved it. I did not, however, love the struggle of brushing it.  In fact, I wrote a blog in the past about how I ended up yelling at her due one of the brushing “battles”. 

This past year, she was growing it out for my little sister’s wedding.  She wanted to be able to have a fancy updo.  Unfortunately, she still struggled to brush her hair.  I mean, she would brush it but not well.  I could not tell by looking at her that it was brushed even though I saw her do it.  She and I talked about it and decided it was not a battle worth fighting.  We decided to go back to a shorter style since it was easier.  

It wasn’t worth it to have to nag her about her hair.  It wasn’t worth it to start the day with a negative interaction.  So, I let it go.  She still looked beautiful in my sister’s wedding even though it was different than what we had imagined.  And I still have to remind her to brush her hair, but it is soooooo much easier.

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