A few days later she successfully took her bath. But as you can see by the picture, she wasn't thrilled with the results.
This wasn't the end of the sink's siren's call. "Hmmmm.... Mommy washes my hair with shampoo. Why can't I?" she pondered.
Friday evening company was the perfect time. While washing her hands after going potty, she carefully covered her curls in hand soap. Mommy was able to fix that by rinsing her head off in the kitchen sink. This was repeated several days later.
Today I found her in the bathroom once again, hair plastered to her head, rinsing her own hair under the bathroom faucet. Independent little girl.
I work diligently to teach my children instant obedience. When I start to scold her about something she'll say, "Okay momma! I be happy!" Immediately bursting into song, "Be happy. Be kind. Be loving. Be True. I'll meet you, in heaven. And live next door to you!"
Tucking Abby into bed, "I love you!" I said. She looked up at me declaring stoutly, " I love you too much!" snuggling down to sleep.
Abrianna exclaimed to me, "Momma, today is a day of great gladness for Grandma Melody's coming!"
This morning Abby finished brushing her hair, "Dere, I beautiful!" she declared. Then spontaneously bursting into song "Beautiful, beautiful, Jesus makes beautiful,"
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