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Monday, April 1, 2013

THE HAIR-DO. (A Mom's Memory)

My first two babies are born 17 months apart. This closeness in age makes them a force to recon with. When they were little (age 1 and 2 1/2) they were the best of friends...now...well...ya...I don't want to talk about now...

Lets get back to the story. 

It was spring...A beautiful spring morning...The sun was shining through the bedroom windows, and the morning was in full progress.

Brayden was a big boy already and was sleeping in a "big boy bed".

Jordan was still sleeping in her crib. She would normally wake up and play quietly with her toys that she had in the crib with her, until someone else was awake to play with her. She rarely had to play alone for long, it was almost like Brayden had radar to tell him when someone else was awake.

Now there is one thing you need to keep in mind while this story plays out.  ALL of my babies are born completely bald.   Yes...BALD....SHINY BALD....They were all born bald and they stayed that way for a long long time. Jordan at this time had FINALLY grown enough hair to have a tiny little barrette in her hair. For me, this was a very big deal. My little lady was finally looking like a princess.

On this particular morning, I was awakened by the sound of not one, but two little voices coming through the baby monitor. It was Brayden and Jordan. They sounded so cute, that I just stayed there and listened to them. Jordan was cooing, and babbling at Brayden, and he was answering her as if he understood every word. I just stayed there in my bed, listening to them talk.

At one point I heard Brayden say that he was washing Jordan's hair.  Brayden never talked like a baby or even a little kid. Right from the first day that he spoke, he was clear and well spoken. He was very easy to understand.  There was NO misunderstanding what he said.  Jordan was not yet talking except for a few words here and there, she was just cooing, enjoying the game.  Brayden was chatting up a storm, and going on and on about her hair being so pretty. I just assumed that he was acting out the ritual that I went through daily when I put her barrettes in.  Still I stayed in my bed listening (with a huge smile on my face,) to the kids playing so sweetly.

The two of them played for several more minutes , with me listening in on them. It was so nice to eavesdrop on them. What a wonderful way to wake up. But as any mom knows, you can't stay in bed and listen to the kids play without the urge to see what is happening coming over you. It was about the time that  I heard Brayden mention more shampoo.   MORE SHAMPOO???   It was about this tine that I decided that I needed to look.

I walked quietly down the hall to Jordan's room. I was ready to peek around the corner and see them playing so nicely and I was tickled pink about how cute they were.

But ....this happy ending was not what I walked into the nursery to see.   Instead I walked in on something completely different.

Brayden had been doing Jordan's hair.

He was combing and rubbing and smearing.

Yes....I said smearing.

He was smearing her head with Vaseline!

Yes I did say it...VASELINE!

Her entire head was covered in Petroleum Jelly.   Brayden had grabbed the tub of Vaseline off of the change table and was using it to "shampoo" his little sister's hair!

Anyone who is familiar with Vaseline or Petrolium Jelly, knows it is greasy. It is hard to wash it off your hands. Imagine the way it is in baby hair! I tried everything from shampoo to dish soap to Tide....and it was still a greasy mess. My beautiful little girl looked like a filthy little grunge baby.


I of course had to wait for it to go away slowly on it's own. It was a mess that I could not clean up.  Those are two things I am not good at doing!   Family Photos were scheduled to be taken very soon!!!!

I invested in several hats for her to wear and waited it out. It took about two weeks to be completely gone. Needless to say....family photos had to be rescheduled.

Well kids...that's my story for today!   I will be back soon to dazzle you again with some of my interior decorating projects that I have been working on, AND some huge updates in the greenhouse!  I can't wait to share!!!....but first, I need to finish up!

Until Next Time!  Happy Easter!

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16 comments:

artis1111 said...

That is better than kids who cut their hair or sisters hair. I see that a lot.Kathy

Justine (Justwaaaa) said...

heeheeheeeeeeeeeeee! I swear, you're just chock full of funny kid stories. How come my girls haven't done funny stuff like this and your ketchup incident?

Justine :o )

mrsben said...

First of all Glenda, thank you for posting your 'flower fountain' for me. It is obvious that the Miracle Grow has kicked in :) It is absolutely beautiful!!! How did you move it? Though I don't necessarily leave a comment on your blog each time I visit , I do read it just about every day and enjoy it immensely. Also, I do print off your gardening tips. Hope they are not copyright! Also, this story was delightful and a memory that will be shared between your two children. (I can hear them laughing about it when they are even my age.) Wishing you a beautiful day, hugs -Brenda-

Buffie said...

O-M-G!!! I am laughing so hard I can't see!!!! How hilarious!!! What a funny story omg!!! LMAO!!!. oooh thanks for that!!! You need to write more of these jewels!!!

gloria said...

Again another funny story Toots, I just got up got my coffee and came to see you,so here I am in my old red robe LMAO and spiting coffee on my computor. This is too funny and I can just see that baby with the vaseline hair and your right it is so hard to get off. My brother dennis (deceased) when we were teen ager in used that in his hair to make a duck tail with you know the ELVIS look my poor mama had a fit she could't get the gease stains off her sheets from it.Thanks for the memories I needed that today. have a great day sweet toots.

artis1111 said...

Sounds like a cuntry song to me. I painted a skunk.. and it was brown..Started to scream ..when he turned round..Off he flew..and so did I..Now Ive got a little more sence.. look both ways when panting that dern fence> IT IS A HIT.!!!WELL MAKE A MILLION !!!heeeeeheeeKathy

SchmeckyGirl said...

No way! Oh you must have died! Did you take any pics? Probably too upset, huh? That is so funny! And you were listening to all of it. LOL!!

I had no idea it's hard to take out Vaseline from hair or a baby's head. Who'dda thunk?

Christine said...

That story is so funny, Glenda. And I can just imagine it....LOL! Your kids are so cute!

Anonymous said...

I have 4 kids, 2 boys/2 girls sadly all grown up now. When the older girl was about 3 she decided she wanted to have short hair instead of her pretty long locks...you guessed it...SHE cut it, right in front with scissors! Not only there but over the ears, etc....by the time I found out what happened she was a mess! We went to the beauty shop & they gave her a shorty pixie cut & did the best they could to 'fix' what she did, but you could still see her scalp in some places!! She's now 27 & has kept looooonnnngggg hair for years! Thanks for reminding me of the funny story!! Annie100

Nancy Jane said...

Your kids stories are the best! The ketchup, going to "work" and now the 'stylist'! I know how difficult it is to get greasy gunk out of hair. Met my husband in college when he had a full head of dark wild, curly hair. One morning he came into class with his hair ridiculously slicked backed. Seemed he was working under his old Pontiac when a gasket or something went and this entire head was covered in STP. It took weeks before his hair got its "bounce" back! I was really shiny though.

Life on Bonnie Lane said...

Yuck! What a mess! At least he didn't cut it like most kids do. You stories about your kids are great! Always excited when I see one!

I have an award for you! It's because I think you have a terrific blog! You can pick it up on my lastest posting. You're also tagged, but you don't have to play along if you don't want to.

Kady
Life on Bonnie Lane

Country Gal said...

This is cute ! Our boy's were born seven years apart and they have been best buds ever since , our oldest boy looks after his little brother always has and the best part is they are best friends to ! Have a wonderful Easter !

Country Gal said...

Both our boy's had a full head of hair when born , it runs in the family lot's of thick hair ! Well now mine isn't thick any more but I still have lots of it lol !

Joani said...

That was such a cute story and it made my day. Thank you. Happy Easter.

Scotkat said...

Glenda you brought you brought a smile to me .

Your stories are so funny.

Hope you have hidden the jar of vaseline.

Have you ever thought of writing a book.

I could read your blogs all day as they are so enjoyable to read.

Scotkat

Karen said...

Oh, Glenda, that story took me back to when my boys were little. I never knew what they were up to either. I can just imagine how hard it must have been to get that Vaseline out of her hair. What a mess!