No, it’s not parenting advice I’ll be doling out today, so settle down. In that category, I am sinking fast. It appears that I am completely ill equipped to handle children above the age of 5. I’ve had several epiphanies this week about my own surly childhood behavior and my mother’s fantastic show of restraint in not killing me, because my big kids are just getting started and already I want to strangle them. Or myself.
So…let’s move on to the things I can control. Happy things, like telling you about where to find cool hairdos and delicious cookies. That sounds fun, right?
If you have a day few hours to kill, may I suggest the following:
Even though I have two daughters, I have yet to master the art of hair. On a good day, I can manage a semi-decent ponytail (and by that, I mean that it’s somewhat centered on their head). If I’m feeling particularly ambitious, I’ll go big and bust out TWO ponytails. I know, crazy.
Working against me is the fact that both of my girls have the most tangled hair in the universe. They can go to bed with sleek and conditioned hair and wake up with a ratted nest of knots that makes it look like a tornado traveled across their heads. However, even when their hair is NOT tangly, both girls liken getting their hair brushed/fixed to medieval torture. The minute they see a brush, they start screaming. It’s ridiculous. And sit still?? Ha! Those two are the twitchiest, fidgetiest bundles of movement – it’s like trying to braid the hair of a squirrel.
However, when I can bribe/trick/cajole them into letting me play with their hair, I always turn to this site first. This is where I found Eliza’s Valentine’s Day ponies. This lady is some kind of hair magician. Of course, it helps that all 4 (or 5?) of her daughters have long, silky, luxurious hair and also pose like happy, stone statues while their mom does her thing. It also helps that she knows what she’s doing and doesn’t have to swear or start over or get confused halfway through, like I do. I don’t know how she comes up with this stuff, but I’ll tell you what… I have a couple of weeks to practice getting this right in time for St. Patty’s Day.
A clover leaf. Made out of hair! Genius.