Where there's a WILL, there's a WON'T!

As a little girl, I always imagined having a baby girl of my own...so that I could fix her hair. Now I have a little girl who HATES having anything in her hair. It takes two grown adults to get her hair fixed...one to hold her down/sit on her and the other to get fix her hair before she breaks away. She comes away grumpy.

She forgets for a few seconds that there is a rubber band in her hair and it seems that all is forgiven...

Then she rips out the pony tail, bares her fangs and her claws, and that is the end of the discussion!