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| Blair @ Icon |
Blair is five. I would like to say that Blair is the reason for all of my gray hair, but that would be a lie and she could easily get Carlton (my incredible hair magician at Icon) to back her up. Blair is highly opinionated, loud, and determined. I love her more than anything in the word and pray that she will keep these characteristics throughout her life. That being said, I would like to now retract that statement a slight bit. I enjoy and appreciate her, however, I would like to have a day when her will did not clash with my will. I am starting to really believe we are too much alike (my husband thinks so).
Beginning just before she turned two, Blair started having meltdowns. I do not want you to confuse these with temper tantrums, because they were no where close to that. She would simply burst out into tears because her hair was not down to her liking. There were many battles fought between the house and the front doors of the preschool over her hairstyles. I would put it up, she would want it down (and rip it out in the car). I would leave it down and she would want it up. One bow, two bows, no bows...... it was always something. Then, there came the wardrobe issues. The outfit was ugly, the wrong color, too puffy, too tight..... we still have this battle. This morning, it was over the hair and the outfit. The purple was the wrong shade for her to wear today (straight from her mouth) and the headband was annoying but she didn't want her hair done any other way, tears were flowing and life was coming to an end. (Shame on me for not getting my Mommy Magic Wand back from the repair shop because I am sure that would have fixed all of the problems in one magic swish.) Blair knows what she wants- she wants to look good at all times and she makes that point very well known. She loves to shop. She loves to accessorize her outfits with jewelry, purses, and hair bows. She is a little girl, prissy in every way. She is quick to tell me that I look ugly in something while I am in a dressing room trying on something. Honestly, she is right most of the time. She loves watching What Not to Wear, Tabitha's Salon Take Over, and Project Runway. She scans magazines oohing and aahing over the dresses and jewelry she sees. She criticizes me when my fingernails and toenails aren't painted, and sits on my bathroom counter in the morning putting on her "make up" while I do mine. She loves Fancy Nancy, cupcakes, and all things pink and purple. Despite the daily hormonal surges, tears, and battles, she is my Blair and I love her and she loves me.
Beginning just before she turned two, Blair started having meltdowns. I do not want you to confuse these with temper tantrums, because they were no where close to that. She would simply burst out into tears because her hair was not down to her liking. There were many battles fought between the house and the front doors of the preschool over her hairstyles. I would put it up, she would want it down (and rip it out in the car). I would leave it down and she would want it up. One bow, two bows, no bows...... it was always something. Then, there came the wardrobe issues. The outfit was ugly, the wrong color, too puffy, too tight..... we still have this battle. This morning, it was over the hair and the outfit. The purple was the wrong shade for her to wear today (straight from her mouth) and the headband was annoying but she didn't want her hair done any other way, tears were flowing and life was coming to an end. (Shame on me for not getting my Mommy Magic Wand back from the repair shop because I am sure that would have fixed all of the problems in one magic swish.) Blair knows what she wants- she wants to look good at all times and she makes that point very well known. She loves to shop. She loves to accessorize her outfits with jewelry, purses, and hair bows. She is a little girl, prissy in every way. She is quick to tell me that I look ugly in something while I am in a dressing room trying on something. Honestly, she is right most of the time. She loves watching What Not to Wear, Tabitha's Salon Take Over, and Project Runway. She scans magazines oohing and aahing over the dresses and jewelry she sees. She criticizes me when my fingernails and toenails aren't painted, and sits on my bathroom counter in the morning putting on her "make up" while I do mine. She loves Fancy Nancy, cupcakes, and all things pink and purple. Despite the daily hormonal surges, tears, and battles, she is my Blair and I love her and she loves me.
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