Thursday, May 12, 2011
no more tears
Well not quite. But I have strong memories of the tears around my hair being brushed by my mother. All us 3 girls had inherited the strong irish wild fuzzy thick curly hair from my mothers ancestry. "No MoreTears" was relyed upon to soften this daily grind of a task for my mother. Not even sure if it is still around. I avoid going into pharmacies.
Our little man now has a head of glorious curls. I dress him in all blue with cars and trains and boystuff prints and black grosby boots. But he is always been greeted as a "gorgeous girl" by smiling strangers. His hair has been getting into a few knots on the back of his head. It has been a task to brush them out. He has not wanted me to do much for him. I have never been able to spoon feed him and I am in bit of bind with trying to brush his teeth. I now just give him the toothbrush and he has a few chews to try and imitate me. Hence somedays he looks a bit feral. Almost dreadlocks.
So, I can see other toddler boys having their hair cut. Very smart and neat crewcuts But I am thinking that I am happy for his hair to be long. And its ok if he is a"mummy's boy". I know this may not always be the case.
And, oh yeh, today he is now 17 months.
Hope everyone is keeping warm in this chilly spell. Secretly hoping for some snow.