Some might consider my title backwards, but surely I can tell you it’s quite the opposite. You have a girl. A precious, pink, giggly ball of girl and unfortunately, she’s one of the many who’s hair doesn’t seem to portray that girly fact. It’s too short for anything other than a barrette or bow. So you buy these barrettes/bows by the handful, everywhere you can get ’em, along with a headband or two, or eight, maybe. You put them on, and they stay when they’re teeny weeny, sure, they don’t have any clue what you’ve just done to their head. But despite the pretty pink outfits, and pretty shoes, you want to accessorize further with the head (I really don’t know what comes over me to do so, considering I’m not a frilly type to begin with, but Oh My Gosh I can’t stop myself) and for some reason, she looks up at you with that sheepish grin like Mom, you’re not seriously expecting that to stay on past the length of the bat of an eyelash, do you? and instantly, she uses her laser point accuracy to reach up on top of her head, despite not being able to see what she’s doing, rip that bad boy off, and run in the opposite direction, madly, all the while laughing ridiculously expecting you to chase her (and of course you do.) I’ve tried every kind. Every guaranteed kind out there to keep tight to the few strands on top of her head,and nope, short of tying her hands to keep it there, it’s a no go folks.
Why, oh why why why can’t it stay???? How she tortures me…..