This morning was a rough one at our house.
My youngest was wanting me to "curl her hair" for school today and I did not meet her expectations. Her hair is cut in an adorable cut that makes it look cute with just a little blow drying. Most school days she doesn't even want me to do that. She just washes it and lets it dry through the morning.
But for some reason (I think her friend told her she would curl her hair at her sleepover next week) she wanted me to curl it today.
Problem: Anna has straight hair. It is cut into a cute little bob which it flows into naturally thanks to Christy the miracle stylist. Apparently, she wanted big, banana curls like PollyAnna or something. This was IMPOSSIBLE for me to achieve mostly because her hair just WON'T do that and partly because I am disabled at doing hair. Always have been. And then there was the fact that the bus would be arriving in about 15 minutes.
So she got really angry at me and threw a fit and a shoe, said she wasn't going to school and then disappeared somewhere in the house.
I tried to be as calm as possible and pretend it didn't affect me that she was making threats.
Earlier this week I read a great book that was mentioned on the blog of a young mom from my church. Her friend's picture was on the front of the book and that was her reason for talking about it. But it was a book that I NEEDED to read so I quickly ordered it from Amazon and read it.
It let me know that my daughter's issues are much more complex than I realized but also that there are people who know what they are all about.
I'm not sure I can deal with all of these things by myself but maybe with the book, God's help, and possibly a good counselor we can sort them out.
This is why blogging is sort of like the old fashioned quilting bee. It lets me brainstorm with people I don't live near or maybe don't even know.
Quilt on, my bloggy friends!