Picasso Meets Toddlers & Tiaras: Part 3
(To catch up read Part 1 here and part 2 here. I can summarize for you though. Velcro curlers are evil and iCarly doesn’t make me think of Christmas. Actually, you might just want to go ahead and read parts 1 and 2.)
The next day I indignantly marched down to my local beauty supply store and was all, “What on Earth were you people thinking?!” But unfortunately I got a minimum wage earning emo 17 year old who really didn’t care. She was all, “Really? Wow. Weird.” Notice, no exclamation points. It was not “Wow!” It was, “Wow.” See the difference? Obviously I was not going to get the sympathy I so deserved for making my daughter cry.
This time around I decided (without emo girl’s help) to go with very soft looking curlers that had virtually no holding power Pressure was on because after putting them in her hair we packed up the car and headed to Houston. I told her not to move in the car and she is seven so of course she stayed perfectly still. If perfectly still means not sitting still even a little bit. Then she slept in them all night and I can say this for those curlers… they aren’t velcro. We stuck with the magic number 24 but by the morning they were just sorta dangling at the ends of her hair all pathetic like. BUT… they did the trick and when we brushed it out her hair looked lovely. We put her in the new outfit and we went to our little event.
Here is where I admit that I felt a bit silly and wondered if all the thought and work and forcing my kid to sleep in curlers two nights in a row was a bit too much. I watch Toddlers & Tiaras with as much superior judgmentalism as the next person (don’t lie) and as I was walking into the presentation room it was with a small measure of paranoia.
Many of you know the outcome of the story. The rest of you will have to wait.
Tomorrow! I promise!! Tomorrow!!
Also TOMORROW, make sure you check in because I’m doing a little Christmas giveaway. If you read this blog, I promise this is something you are going to want!
