In the mornings, Miss Hope isn't the best of spirits to be around. I've stated before that I am not a morning person and my family has reconciled themselves to the fact that I won't be changing any time soon.
Some times I iron the next day's clothes the night before. Other times, I end up doing it in the mornings. It's a mood thing, you understand.
This morning found me ironing Kenna and The Boy's clothes. I hollered for Kenna to come get her clothes and get dressed. She proceeded to do so while I finished up The Boy's outfit. As I was finishing up, I told her to go ahead and go get a piece of ribbon, hair brush, and comb so I could fix her hair when I was done.
Out came the tween. Hands went to her hips and she said, "Why are you always about a piece of ribbon in my hair????"
Out came the Mama. Hands went to my hips and I replied, " Because when you walk into that school with your hair fixed, people know you are being taken care of. When you are clean and your hair shows some effort has been taken? Then they know that there is someone at home with you who loves you and cares for you. They know that you are being taught hygiene and how to take pride in how you look to the world."
In a quiet voice, she said, "All that in a piece of ribbon?"
I replied, "All of that in a piece of ribbon."
When I came around the corner, she was waiting for me with a brush, a comb.....and a piece of ribbon.