Friday, June 09, 2006
His OWN Style!
Every morning before Doug leaves for school, I put something akin to axle grease all over his head (actually, I think it is called "Am Pro"...but, it sure LOOKS like axle grease!). Then I force his porcupine stiff, monstrously thick hair into a part and comb it over to one side...otherwise my child runs around looking like Mo of the Three Stooges! He sets off to school each morning looking quite dapper with his hair nicely styled and returns each evening looking like Mo once more. Drives his father nuts! So, Grant has been trying to teach him to comb his own hair over to the side so that it will someday (hopefully) get TRAINED to go that way willingly. Grant has also been trying to teach him to use his fingers just to brush it to the side at various times in the day when a comb isn't convenient. You wouldn't think this would be a hard task, considering what GQ guy Doug is when it comes to fashion. (He would wear a suit shirt and a tie every day if we allowed it...and he is ten times worse than my girls about insisting to me what would be fashionable for ME to wear. Last winter he came with me to buy boots. I wanted sensible, durable, LOW HEELED, leather boots that would come just above my ankles. Doug BEGGED me to buy the shiny, black boots that came all the way to the knees and had FOUR INCH styletto heels. He was utterly heartbroken that I wouldn't even at least try them on! He notices EVERYONE'S shoes. He is quite the shoe connoseur!) But, when it comes to his HAIR, the child is oblivious.
So, it was that yesterday as we were ending supper, Grant suggested to Doug that he go into the bathroom and comb his hair over. He told him to use some water. (Without water and a stout build-up of the axle grease, his hair will not give an inch! It just insists of falling straight down over his forehead with no part whatsoever...like someone gave him a bowl haircut or something.) As Grant sent Doug in by HIMSELF, I know my face held a look of "Oh boy...THIS is going to be good!" And I wasn't disappointed! When Doug emerged from the bathroom a few moments later, even his father couldn't disguise his mirth. And, of course, I had to run grab my camera. And, of course, Rayna had to get into the picture, too! So, here it is...Doug's hair self-styled! Actually, it is kind of an endearing, bad-boy kind of look...a definite improvement over Mo, even if it isn't as sharp a look as when his hair is a bit more deliberately styled!
Of course, after the photo op, we sent Doug back to the bathroom to try and get it a little closer to the look we had intended for him to go for. A few minutes after disappearing into the bathroom, I heard him frantically calling me for help.
I opened the bathroom door to find him desperately trying to pull the comb OUT of his hair...he had managed somehow to get it twisted up and knotted so tightly into his hair that I wondered for a bit if we would have to cut his bangs to get it out!
Tomorrow we plan to tackle tying shoe strings and computing algebraic equations! ¶ 6/09/2006 03:59:00 PM
Every morning before Doug leaves for school, I put something akin to axle grease all over his head (actually, I think it is called "Am Pro"...but, it sure LOOKS like axle grease!). Then I force his porcupine stiff, monstrously thick hair into a part and comb it over to one side...otherwise my child runs around looking like Mo of the Three Stooges! He sets off to school each morning looking quite dapper with his hair nicely styled and returns each evening looking like Mo once more. Drives his father nuts! So, Grant has been trying to teach him to comb his own hair over to the side so that it will someday (hopefully) get TRAINED to go that way willingly. Grant has also been trying to teach him to use his fingers just to brush it to the side at various times in the day when a comb isn't convenient. You wouldn't think this would be a hard task, considering what GQ guy Doug is when it comes to fashion. (He would wear a suit shirt and a tie every day if we allowed it...and he is ten times worse than my girls about insisting to me what would be fashionable for ME to wear. Last winter he came with me to buy boots. I wanted sensible, durable, LOW HEELED, leather boots that would come just above my ankles. Doug BEGGED me to buy the shiny, black boots that came all the way to the knees and had FOUR INCH styletto heels. He was utterly heartbroken that I wouldn't even at least try them on! He notices EVERYONE'S shoes. He is quite the shoe connoseur!) But, when it comes to his HAIR, the child is oblivious. So, it was that yesterday as we were ending supper, Grant suggested to Doug that he go into the bathroom and comb his hair over. He told him to use some water. (Without water and a stout build-up of the axle grease, his hair will not give an inch! It just insists of falling straight down over his forehead with no part whatsoever...like someone gave him a bowl haircut or something.) As Grant sent Doug in by HIMSELF, I know my face held a look of "Oh boy...THIS is going to be good!" And I wasn't disappointed! When Doug emerged from the bathroom a few moments later, even his father couldn't disguise his mirth. And, of course, I had to run grab my camera. And, of course, Rayna had to get into the picture, too! So, here it is...Doug's hair self-styled! Actually, it is kind of an endearing, bad-boy kind of look...a definite improvement over Mo, even if it isn't as sharp a look as when his hair is a bit more deliberately styled!
Of course, after the photo op, we sent Doug back to the bathroom to try and get it a little closer to the look we had intended for him to go for. A few minutes after disappearing into the bathroom, I heard him frantically calling me for help.
I opened the bathroom door to find him desperately trying to pull the comb OUT of his hair...he had managed somehow to get it twisted up and knotted so tightly into his hair that I wondered for a bit if we would have to cut his bangs to get it out!
Tomorrow we plan to tackle tying shoe strings and computing algebraic equations! ¶ 6/09/2006 03:59:00 PM
