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Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Tuesday Tip: Don’t Sweat The Small Stuff!

Hairdresser's scissors

Last summer, Abby cut her hair into a mullet.  Forget ponytails and playing beauty shop.  The mullet was with us for a good six months.  (And in case you don’t know, mullets only come in one style.)  Then, around Christmas, she pulled out the scissors again.  This time is was more of a Rod Stewart cut – the mullet, but with more layers and style.

We’ve been growing her hair for a good five months.  And last month, we finally started to wear her hair in a pony tail again.  I thought we were out of the woods, until Nick screamed from his bathroom.  “Mom, you’ve got to come see this!”

You guessed it, I found a puddle of blonde curls on the floor. 

The mullet was back. 

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.  When I saw that part of her bangs were two millimeters long, I couldn’t keep a straight face.  I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time.  Of course I told her that she really needs to stop cutting her hair, but she obviously doesn’t care.  So why should I?  Sure, it’s a little embarrassing in the grocery when people stare at her hair – and then stare at me.  But people are going to stare at us regardless.  Besides, the mullet is starting to grow on me a little.  As my husband Doug describes it, “It’s business in the front and party in the back.”

As my first book, Chasing Superwoman, releases today, the mullet reminds me of a lesson I’ve written about frequently – a lesson I’ve learned over and over again as a working mom. Don’t sweat the small stuff.

In the scope of eternity, am I really going to care if Abby has a mullet?  I have bigger fish to fry!

2 comments:

Margo Berendsen said...

How old is she? You are a most awesome mother - I don't think I could stand it. But I do love your husbands description of a mullet!

Susan DiMickele said...

Abby is 4 (my strong-willed third born)! I've learned to pick my battles. I would post a picture of her mullet on the blog, but I don't want to tramatize her when she's 14!