Slowly Losing Control......

I am slowly losing control in Layla's life. Here is a cutey picture of brother on Easter morning. Where is sissy? Off doing her own thing, refusing to be in a picture. This is not the only thing that I've had to let go of in her life. She is mostly picking her own clothes, and, for the most part, I'm letting her have creative control. Even if it makes me half insane. I'm tired of bringing clothes home that she refuses to wear, so I've now let her pick her own clothes out at the store. I actually let her get a pair of character shoes. They're flip flops so I figured I would only have to look at them for a few months out of the year. Little did I know they would come back to taunt me on Easter morning. There she was, in her beautiful Easter dress, her ratty Strawberry Shortcake flip-flops and her brown hoodie. Yes, brown, play, Gap hoodie. Even though she had a beautiful cardigan to wear with her dress. The reason it really bothered me? Because of what people would think of me and how I dress my daughter!

For the past several months she has been asking me if she can grow her bangs out. The original request was to cut them all off, but through further conversation I discovered what she really meant was to grow them out like mine. This is a request I've been avoiding....until now. Recently, I told her she was beautiful, she told me,"Mommy, I don't think all of me is beautiful." When I asked her what she meant she told me that she really did not like her bangs, that she wanted them like mommy's. Of course, I gave her the talk about how all of her is beautiful because God made her. And then I thought, you know, they're her bangs. Is this really something I need to have control over? So today we're going to Ashley for a haircut and the instructions will be to cut the bottom off and let the bangs grow.