Isabelle has had a hard time with me fixing her hair. These times we spend together working on her hair are filled with her pulling away and crying out in pain. NOT FUN!! I remember my mom sitting me up in the buster seat on the bathroom counter and fixing my hair. I didn’t like it any better then Isabelle does. My mom always told me that it hurts to be beautiful, not much comfort for a toddler, but there is wisdom in that phrase. Well, I told Isabelle yesterday that it hurts to be beautiful. She repeated it back to me, “It hurts to be Bee-Belle.” Well, I guess that’s true too.