Oh hair.... that is.....
I tried to explain that we needed to take her to a special place who knew how to cut African-American hair... her reply, with a snap... "Yes, because my hair is AWFUL."
We love her hair. We always talk about her hair and how much we love it... we make sure it gets braided and is done cute.
We continue to walk this tight rope of equality. It truly is difficult to have these girls of the same age, but of different races in the same family. Oh, the battles you don't realize are ahead of you. I think that just allowing her to vent her frustrations and attempting to understand her feelings is the best I can do right now.