Jun 24, 2013

for the LOVE (of summer hair)

And extra freckles

And a real smile

And a fake smile

And black and white conversions.

I must be honest here and say something that will BLOW YOUR MIND.

Something that I thought I would NEVER no not EVER say.

*deep breath*

I don’t remember the last time her hair was washed.


I know that some people make statements like this a lot.

Not the hair-washin’ part, but generically speaking people say “statements like this” a lot.

“I don’t remember the last time I laughed so hard!”

“I don’t remember the last time I stepped foot in Target.”

“I don’t remember the last time my kids acted like total GOOBERS in public before! Who does these jokers belong to anyway!?!”

All of those sentences right there?


Exaggerations of the truth.

But this one: “I don’t remember the last time her hair was washed.”

Flat out truth.

I do remember her getting in the tub with Allison one day last week, but I didn’t scrub those jokers. They were playing “pool”. After going go the pool, mind you.

So. Anyway, she has dirty hair and I don’t give a flip.

We wake up, eat, play, go to the pool, come home, eat play, sleep.

Repeat every.single.day.

The end.

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  1. candy says:

    so funny! I’m terrible at trimming fingernails until a generic note gets sent home from daycare saying “please trim your child’s nails” whoops!