I have a secret.
I’m almost embarrassed to admit it.
Okay. Here it goes.
I can’t do little girl hair.
I said it.
Hell, I can barely do my own hair.
So when I came across this:
I signed Natalie up for ballet and didn’t think about the fact that I’d PROBABLY HAVE TO PUT HER HAIR INTO A BUN.
I don’t know how to do buns.
She usually leaves her hair down or I put it in two braids or pigtails. And let me tell you, when I do this, they are never perfectly center. One braid is usually higher than the other. One pigtail is usually way down low while the other is on top of her head.
Basically, I suck.
I checked Google and there was a site that explained how to do a bun. I tried it on Natalie. But…but…I did something wrong. Somehow I made a big knot in the back of her head that took me ten minutes to brush out.
“You don’t know what you’re doing, do you?” Natalie said matter-of-factly as I struggled to make her hair normal again.
I don’t know what I’m doing.
I can only hope there is a Bun Lady at ballet. Someone who will happily do buns for the hair challenged mother. Hopefully for free. Or, if she insists on something, I can pay her in chocolate.
You put my daughter’s hair up, I give you a Twix.