Splitting Hairs!

So. Noah got a haircut. No big deal right? Wrong. My cousin gave him a Mohawk he's wanted one for years an I wouldn't let him do it. She did it and there's no going back so now I live with this decision. And I've encountered people who liked it and people who didn't. My dad doesn't like it but I actually stood my ground. Walked away crying but I held firm. And low an behold 24 short hours later even tho the hair didn't change the man did. We made up. He still hates it. If I were being honest I don't like it that much either. But he's 9 he made a choice and I'm letting him have some creative freedom. I don't want him to be that adult who can't function if he's not told every single move to make.  Progress. Noah has decided that it's time for Ella to be bathtized (baptized). Last night it was storming so I made the kids sleep with me and we had a lengthily conversation about this. See I have been raising my kids in church. I wasn't raised from a tiny tot to an adult. I can recall the moment I was saved. I can recall the moment Noah ask Jesus into his heart. But Ella didn't ask Jesus in her hear. She just matter of factly said that Jesus is already in her heart so she doesn't have to ask Him. Well allllllrighty then... Now she's not sure she's on board with being bathtized because she can't swim. And isn't entirely confident in Brother Jason's ability to keep her from drowning. Until my not so little girl gets her courage up. We will continue to have these conversations I'm sure. (Jason if you read this will you assure my child you won't let her drown) also I'm not really sure if she is to young to be baptized. What's the age limit.. Is there an age limit. In any event. It's all splitting hairs. I learned a valuable lesson this week. Stand strong in what you believe in and your resolve will not weaken. And who knows. The world just may do a 180 and accept that there is not any one way to be.