|We call this the Trifecta Braid.|
If there’s one thing I’m really not good at, it’s doing hair. I can’t curl or style or fix or braid hardly at all (unless we’re talking about braiding Stoney’s hair for a show. Then I’m not so terrible). Half the time, if I do try to fix anyone’s hair, it looks mediocre at best. Then, the other half of the time, my girls get into a wrestling match and mess up their hair, which reinforces my lack of desire to fix hair in the first place.
|That’s right…burrs in Kate’s hair. Oops.|
Before my daughters lopped off all their beautiful hair to donate, I decided to try and become at least a little better at braiding. It kept their hair from getting too tangled and kept it out of their face. Plus, if I did a decent job, they were impressed enough to try and be a little more careful when romping and playing, so at the end of the day, it looked semi-okay.
Mostly, they’re all variations of a couple different braids. As their hair grows out again, maybe I’ll branch out into other, more challenging braids. That is, if I can ever master the very basic ones. And, because I’m not that fantastic of a braider, there’s no way I could ever do it on my own hair. Solution? Let the girls “braid” my hair for me (mostly, they just tangle it up, stick a couple bows in it, and call it good). I’m all fancy and ready to go!