Hair
“Children, hurry and go upstairs and brush your hair before we take pictures.”
It seemed to me a reasonably age appropriate request for my 6 and 7 year olds. 10 minutes later they had yet to reappear. “Kids, hurry up and comb your hair and get down here!” I yelled up. “We’re working on it” they called down. “What’s taking so long?” I hollered upwards. “We can’t get the stuff to stick” they bellowed downwards. “What stuff?!?” I queried as I made the climb to second floor. I walked into the bathroom and found a montage of hair spray, hair gel, hair paste, hair wax and yes, even shaving cream. “Why?, Why?” I asked. They looked up with gooey heads of not nearly picture perfect hair and replied. “Sometimes we don’t know why”.
