Last night I just about lost all patience with Marli. After work is always a tricky time when i actually get the rare time to come straight home. Yesterday I was able to come straight home after work to sit and relax. That span of time could be an hour or two before dinner is actually served. I tried real hard to fill that time in with a healthy snack and some mommy daughter play time, however Marli clearly had other plans. Immediately after walking in, hanging up her coat and releasing our dog from his cage she ran to the fridge asking for ice cream. 
Now, I normally don't buy Ice Cream but a few weeks ago Marli was hit with the flu bug. Ice cream and Popsicle were thee only thing she would keep down. While preparing dinner one day earlier, she caught a glimpse inside the freezer and saw the damn ice cream bucket. From that day on, her favorite food group has been ice cream. 

Last night was an all out battle. 

"marli lets eat some dinner" 

"mommy I Don't want no dinner- I want ice cream"

" marli eat this spaghetti and then we can have some ice cream."

Immediate tears, all of which were fake, came running down her face. Kicks and screams filled my living room along with the frequents reminders that she was in charge and that ice cream would be for dinner. 

"ok, marli ill leave your food here. Eat it and then you can have some ice cream."

SCREAMS at the top of lungs. 

Trying to remain calm, I politely picked her up and dropped her off in her room. 

"night night. You don't eat spaghetti you can go to bed"

" no mommy, i no tired. Ill eat dinner."

"for real?"

"yea mommy" 

We walk back into the kitchen. She tricked me. She saw that ice cream and went crazy. Again.

Go up to screams at the top lungs and re-read 2 more times. 

It took me a good 4 times to rationalize with her. However, once she saw it my way she enjoyed her spaghetti and got indulge in some rainbow sherbet ice cream! 

Combing my daughter's hair is no easy feat. She surely reminds me every other weekend that combing her hair is not going to be an easy task. In fact I dread the day when it's time to take down a hairstyle cause i know that means I'm in for about a hour of crying, whining for her daddy, awkward positions and for sure back pain.  It never fails. I often try to enlist in her TT CiCi to come over and braid her hair because most times she doesn't give her as much trouble. (Cause we all know Marli be faking and just doesn't want ME in her head). But when she is unavailable its up to me to make sure her hair is good standing for the week. 
 I  have had locs in my hair for almost the past 10 years ( minus the 2 years i cut my hair and  started over). So dealing with natural unloc'd hair, is a struggle of me.  Every 2 weeks I try to wash/co wash and condition her hair. In my mind the wet hair will make my struggle of combing her hair easier. - really it doesn't.  Then i set out to braid or pony tail her hair.

There has been some times when I have spent an hour or more doing her hair only to be completely disgusted with the style. However, when I get a day like today, where her hair is on fleek, I become overwhelmingly excited.  I usually have at least 2 kari shells in my hair at any given time. For me its hair jewelry and good luck. I one day while just playing around added a few to Marli's hair and she LOVED IT! Every since then she prefers the shells over traditional barrettes. 

Today after about an hour I was able to finish her hair style for the week. Cornrows in the front and 2-strand twists in the back. My baby heir was so pleased with her hair! She ran to the mirror, and said "momma I'm pretty" ! That comment made by back pain so very worth it. 
I hope this hair style can at least hold up for at least a week and a half.

When she turns 3, Im locing her hair. yep. already decided. 

Oh, and i got my hair slayed this weekend too.... 

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