I’ve tried. I’ve attempted the distraction method, pleading, and promises of a pony if she’d just keep the damn barrette in. She sees no value in hair accessories and so her bangs hang like wavy golden bacon over her sparkly blue eyes.
On the occasion that I’ve managed to clip her hair back, she yanks out the barrette along with a massive clump of hair once she realizes that she’s been had.
I’ve given up. Cute toddler hair is just not a mountain I’m willing to die on.
My daughter’s bangs hanging in her eyes did seem to thoroughly trouble a grandmother at our favorite park recently.
Grandmother: “Do you think she can see what she’s doing with all that hair in her face?”
Me: “She seems to get by okay.”
Grandmother: “Don’t you want to put it in a clip of some sort? It must aggravate her…”
Me: “Believe me, I’ve tried. The barrettes and rubber bands annoy her more than her bangs.”
Grandmother: “Well, I’d just MAKE her wear one.”
Me: “Would you? Why is that?”
Grandmother: “Because she looks messy and unkempt.”
Me: “Hmmmm… maybe her bangs keep her from seeing the judgement in your eyes?”
And then I took this pic of my messy, unkempt, profoundly happy daughter.