A Little Experiment

OK- I freely admit, to the known world that I am not a fru-fru person. I've been a tomboy since the days of my youth, when the younger version of me was consumed with catching worms and pretending to host my own TV show called VET TV where I would miraculously save the dying worms by washing them in the pool (chlorine does wonders y'all) and laying them out on the concrete to dry......um, ok, maybe fry. And, this show was complete with step by step instructions for all of my faithful viewers out in TV land. With all that worm saving, I never had time to think about girly stuff and hair-dos. I can actually call to remembrance a time when I jumped in the shower and literally counted to 200, thinking that surely one can get completely clean in 200 seconds. I'm sure this admission has just made my mother gasp with horror, and now she's thinking, "oh, where did I go wrong." I have absolutely no idea how old I was, but I promise it wasn't in the last two decades. And mom, no worries, you did just fine. I'm an adult that loves the Lord and so far, no one has banished me from anywhere due to uncleanliness.



Anyway, why this admission? Well, because my kids just spent a week with my sister. My sister is the definition of fru-fru, and has been all of her life. She can fix hair like nobody's business. And it's not just that she can fix hair, she LOVES fixing hair, and doing anything else that could be considered fru-fru. You name the topic, and she could have a conversation about it. Style, make up, hair care products, fashion, etc., etc, blah-blah-blah. Well, at home, my KatieBell is usually sporting a pony tail or a hair barrette, and that is pretty much the extent of our hair styling abilities. Now, don't get me wrong, not even for a minute.....my KatieBell is cute as a bug without that stuff. But, it just seemed like she enjoyed a little of the fru-fru last week. So much so, that Shelley decided to post about it, and in the process, gave me a good natured ribbing.



So last night after Sara Kate had her bath, I had a brainstorm. I thought to myself, "you know, I should really try to do something cute with her hair." But, my aforementioned lack of fru-fru-ness left me a little empty handed because I don't own a curling iron or anything. Heck, I don't think I even have a can of hairspray in the house. But, I happened to remember something I did once in high school called rag rolling.



I asked Sara Kate if she wanted me to make her hair curly, and she screamed, "yes, yes, yes." Clearly, she is her aunt's child. I am quite certain that if mom had been so kind as to give me the option when I was 3, I would have flatly refused those proverbial Saturday night sponge rollers. Anyway, I took a stab at rag rolling her hair last night. I don't know if this is exactly the look we were going for, but it took quite an effort to get it done, and I sure wasn't going to take the time to try to straighten it. This, my friends, is precisely why I don't venture out in to the world of fru-fru. Oh well, I tried.



Check her out.. enjoy the before and after:
We've got a long way to go!! I guess it's off to Walmart we go to get some pink sponge rollers.....or maybe a curling iron.