The girls have seen several friends and classmates with a small piece of colorful hair woven in with the rest of their hair recently. Guess what they also wanted.
Since today was a holiday and we didn’t have anything else planned, I declared it “girls’ day” and I let them choose the activities. They wanted fake hair, then soba for lunch, and a movie during Blythe’s nap.
We went to the place where they do the extensions, and I was only planning on getting one for Cate and Meg. Alas, Blythe objected big time. “I want pink hair too! I want pink! I want pink!” Since it was quick, cheap, and not at all permanent, I let her. Yes, mother of the year here. I let my 2-year-old get a hair extension. It sounds so much worse than what it actually is. After that, the girls wanted to know why I didn’t have any. So, I chose purple for mine. No picture, at least not yet.