Monday, February 6, 2017

Toddler Hair Failures

How in the dickens do you do toddler hair? How do people do this? At Target the other day we passed this super mom with 3 kids (God bless her) within ages of 3, 4, and maybe 6.  That woman must put coke in her coffee to keep up with them.  Not to mention she was dressed fabulous, makeup and hair done and her kids were dressed stellar too. But her toddler daughter had french braids..... HOW?? My child just started tolerating a clip in her bangs let alone when I con her into a pony tail she lets be for approximately 2 hours before she rips that out.  And I have to ninja, light speed put in the pony tail otherwise she looses interest and rips it right out.  How are you able to get your kid to sit still long enough to do a french braid??


I convinced her Elsa wears her hair up and she should too... I think this lasted all of 3 hours though. And even now she won't let me do this. It's Elsa come on!!!  I am so close to just chopping her hair, well just the bangs. But if she won't tolerate me putting a clip how well would that hair appointment go? I just see it turning into this horrible experience and yeaaaaa no. She also loves to wear this hat I got her. Which she looks absolutely darling in so I have no qualms about that.. however how long can we just cover up hair and pretend it does not need to be contained? 



So until I can figure out how to con my child into having her hair up I am stuck with permanent messy toddler hair... and I look like a sloppy mom. But hey- she is alive and definitely thriving. Not sitting in bubble wrap and looking pretty. Shit she looks like a kid who does things. Oh my- I think I am going a bit over board. I think my wedding brain is starting to affect my normal brain... that or my concussion is still killing brain cells.  

Yes I gave myself a concussion at work the other day.  This is what happens when you get into a rig that isn't yours and try to stand up in the back.  News flash- ambulances were never made for tall people.  And I am a tall person.  If you have never been in the back of an ambulance we have this bar that runs from the back to the front so you can hold on while navigating the rig while someone is driving- ya know if you don't sea legs.  Anyways- the reason I love my rig (not the only reason, gotta love my big blue) is our bar is recessed into the ceiling, ya know, giving me more headroom.  However the fiance and I picked up an extra shift a week and it is not in our normal rig. First day in this rig I stand up with serious force and slammed my head right into this bar... bar of hell.  Did I mention in BB (big blue) our bar is nice and rounded and what not... not in this rig of Satan.  Sharp corners galore.  So I stand right up into this corner and see black and end up on the seat... somehow.  And next came the classic symptoms- nausea, vomiting, light headed, dizzy, slurred speech, couldn't form sentences... oh yea.  It was great.  But really I am sure I am good now... hopefully.  

Sorry for the short post but I missed my darlings- I swear I have more things I just need to actually type up... I will get there! But reviews on a bath bomb, ejuice and who knows! 

Until then my lovelies! 


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