Just a fun little post to start the day. I'm supposed to be writing another post right now, and I will get to that in a minute (and will publish later on). When I emerged from the office this morning the kids were upstairs, getting ready for "Crazy Hair Day" at school. Their dad was spraying one kid's wet hair with our supermega strength hair spray. The hair began to flop within minutes. Pulling out the trusty hair dryer, I cajoled and coerced their hair into submission, then sprayed and sprayed and sprayed until we got this:
I couldn't resist taking a picture and posting. As they were walking out the door, my oldest, a sixth grader, said, "This is my last year doing this."
"They do this in junior high, too," my husband said. That had never occurred to my son and his expression looked like he wouldn't have messed with this stuff today if he had known. I wonder if he'll allow me to brandish my hair dryer next year, or will he think this crazy hair business is too gauche? At any rate, it occurred to me that with his hair all bed-heady like this he looked like someone famous.
"Hey," I said, "you look like Edward from Twilight!" He grinned, perhaps thinking of all the girls in his class who carry the Twilight books in their backpacks and giggle about Edward during recess. A few of those girls have started a campaign to get Calvin to read the books too. My guess is that they are trying to train him how to be romantic. Right now my boys think girls appreciate a good belch that vibrates from deep within the chest cavity and erupts from the mouth with such force that it makes the lips quiver. They also think that girls enjoy a good punch in the arm or kick in the shins every so often, just enough to give a slight purplish hue to their porcelain skin that they can point to and say, "Calvin/Paul/Jake did this" at which point my kid would stand a little straighter and proudly lay claim to. Sometimes I wonder if my boys will ever get married. I mean, I don't want to make them dinner for the rest of their lives, however much I may enjoy their company. But I suppose these things will take care of themselves. Today I will enjoy who they are: crazy little kids with crazy hair.
Because of Mikey's hair only being able to sport one type of haircut, we always just use Halloween hair color things and make pictures or designs in his hair on crazy hair days. He thinks it's cool...although, he may not think so next year. Look on the bright side...if you're guys aren't too happy about having their hair go every which way, then maybe they won't want to do that style on a regular basis! :p
Posted by: MaryB | March 27, 2009 at 06:47 PM
Shelby: You make me laugh! I have OCD too, which is why I can't own any of the Twilight books or I'd never stop reading them. I would really like to read your post. In fact, it's making me want to revive an essay I started about Twilight. Hum...
Posted by: Susan Hayward | March 23, 2009 at 12:52 PM
Shannon: Sometimes kids can be little stinkers. I want to know who made fun of Ethan so I can go beat them up.
Posted by: Susan Hayward | March 23, 2009 at 12:50 PM
I love their hair. I love that Calvin was suddenly okay when compared to Edward.
I have OCD (Obssesive CULLEN Disorder) and think he looks pretty schnazy too...like 'my' Edward. I posted about my "OCD" last night and Mike didn't find it funny ...even made me delete the post. Maybe I should go clean the toilet for him? :)
Posted by: Shelby | March 23, 2009 at 12:38 PM
My kids were late today because we were doing hair. (but, then, we're always late anyway) Last year I put Ethan's hair in elastics to make spikes, but he came home sad because everyone said he looked like a girl with pigtails. I felt this year I had to make it up to him.
Posted by: Shannon | March 23, 2009 at 12:07 PM