Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Claire's Hair
I have been blessed with a little girl that has delightful corn silky hair with natural honey butter and caramel highlights (yum, Oo I just got hungry). It is lovely and curly. This picture doesn't do it justice. When her hair is in pigtails all I need to do is give them a twist and they form a perfect ringlet from top to bottom. To achieve its grandeur all that is needed is to be wet and brushed... and therein lies the problem. Every morning, her fine little girl hair is a rats nest of impassive tangles. CC will you get the spray and the brush? I can hear the whininess creeping up her throat before she even opens her mouth. So I counter, it must be done or it will be worse tomorrow. I take the spray to her hair, no sooner do I spray, than her hair combines forces to form an impervious shield, the spray dribbles onto her neck and down her shirt. Mom, I'm so cold, (I begin to brush), Mom you're hurting me, you're brushing too fast! Ouww! (hold your head still, I almost done) It's the same old song and dance just about every day.
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