So, I had resorted to the whole, "don't you want beautiful princess hair?" thing, just to cajole her into letting me run the brush through it once or twice. Mostly, she complied with a shrug, but a few days ago, she was adamant:
"NO, mama, I DON'T WANT princess hair! I want ANIKA hair! I like my hair just the way it is!"
And just like that, I was left feeling speechless and about *wee* inches tall. Sometimes our kids really do know better than us, and she reminded me that my little bribe about princess hair wasn't too little after all.
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