Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Why I'm Not Fit To Be a Parent


Goldie hasn't had her hair brushed in months. Seriously. She screams, cries and once bit a brush in frustration at having her tangles removed.

Tonight Clay and I were admiring her dreadlocks and discussing plans for her inevitable first haircut.

Sad and determined to avoid the scissors, I locked her in the bathroom after her bath and set her on the counter and told her she could chew my gum if she let me brush her hair.

It worked like a charm. Not one tear nor tangle to be seen. I rule!

2 comments:

kim said...

If you managed to keep the gum out of her hair, you do rule!

Hugo's Momma said...

Is there a before and after picture?