Tiny Tangles

“Emma, please sit still while I brush your hair.”

“Owww!” she says, as she pulls her head away and puts her hand to the side of her head, “That is enough!” she declares.

“I have to finish brushing your hair. I’m sorry, you have a few tangles but we have to brush them out. Please sit still.”

She puts her hand down and sits up straight. I try to run the brush through her fine hair as gently as I can. A few strokes make it evenly down from the top of her head to the lengthy ends and she loosens up again. The brush catches again; a tiny tangle underneath much of her hair.

“Ow!” She slaps her hand back toward me moving the brush away.

“I’m sorry, sweetie. I’m doing my best not to hurt you.”

“It doesn’t feel like you are doing your best!”

 

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