This should not come as a surprise to me as we have three girls....but sometimes the obvious just hits you in the face like a wet fish...and today, it's a BIG wet fish!
Brushes, clips, hair ties, headbands, ribbons....we could support the entire population of a small country with the amount of this stuff we've accumulated.
When our oldest KAT first started school she had a brief flirtation with ballet. I don't think I'm alone in wanting to embrace the pale pink girliness of the full-on ballerina retinue....but I realized very quickly that I didn't have it in me to be a 'ballet mum'! I started out as an enthusiastic pupil of the ballet bun and very quickly slipped into the mode of resentful ballet mum before eventually concluding my ballet mum career as a recalcitrant participant in the art (and it is an art) of constructing the acceptable ballet bun.
In my defence, I should point out that we were a bit hair challenged with our oldest KAT...she must have been up the shallow end of the gene pool when the hair fairy was handing out long and lustrous locks...fine and wispy were the order of the day...the enemy of the ballet bun!
So now, a few years on and more progressed in the follicular department we have hair stuff coming out our wazoos....I really don't mind as I love a bit of color and variety....but some days it just strikes me that this is the lot in life of the family with ALL girls...!!
What is the equivalent I wonder in the homes of multiple boys?? Is the grass greener?
In the meantime, I like this quote....
Life is an endless struggle full of frustrations and challenges, but eventually you find a hair stylist you like. ~Author Unknown