Growing out the bangs...

This may be the most frustrating thing we go through. Ever. As most everyone knows, Charlotte doesn't like to get her bangs cut. Or any of her hairs for that matter. So I'm crying "uncle" and she's going to grow out her bangs. Except she also doesn't like to wear barrettes. That's too nice of a way of saying it. She adamantly refuses to wear barrettes is more accurate. Ponytails, no problem. She was very cooperative today though and let me mess around with her hair for a long time and I think I got something passable while we're at this most icky length. There are still a few stragglers, but it's far better than all of her bangs poking her in the eyes constantly.