A sneaky child catches you by surprise...
They do something that they know is verboten
and then they try to cover up the evidence...
Yesterday, I noticed a lock of blonde hair
on the floor...
It was a healthy bunch of strands,
about two inches long...
I asked the only blonde in our house if she had,
perhaps,
cut her hair...
She immediately, with wide eyes, stated that she had,
in fact , not cut her hair...
However, she MIGHT have cut her doll's hair
a little bit...
You know you are in big trouble when they say "a little bit"
because the real translation is,
"I shaved her head, Mom..."
So, I asked to see her lovely, EXPENSIVE American Girl doll, Gwen,
who, until this morning, had a luxurious head of golden hair
no salon in Beverly Hills can duplicate...
Well, poor little Gwen now looked like someone took hedge clippers
to her perfect head...
I should not have been shocked...
Every kid mutilates a doll at some time or another,
but why couldn't she have chosen
any other doll in her closet?
There are half a million Barbies,
from unknown origins,
laying fallow in the back of her closet...
Some of those hooker-ish looking dolls
could use a makeover, too...
Surely one of them could have suffered a haircut
at the hands of Kate and her scissors...
Why she chose the nicest dolly
in her collection stunned me...
"Kate, doll hair does not grow back.
You have cut her hair and that's it."
The realization came over her face
that she had done a great wrong
to her precious Gwen...
Her lower lip trembled,
showing the various gaps from wayward tooth loss
over the last few weeks...
A fat, hot tear rolled down her pink cheeks
before erupting into a full blown weep...
One of the nice things about the American Girl Doll company
is that they can repair dolls...
For about $40.00 you can send your doll in
and they will replace the head...
I hugged Kate and told her that if she paid for it,
we could bring Gwen into the dolly hospital
and they would fix her up...
She could even choose a new hairstyle
and color for Gwen if she liked...
Kate brightened up a bit
with that hopeful news...
She sat, sniffling, as I cleaned up Gwen's hack job
with a few snips here and there...
It was a lesson well learned...
At least she didn't attack her own head of hair...
She already looks like an extra from
"Hee Haw" with four missing teeth...
Tuesday, we are off to the American Girl Doll Hospital...
We shall take the patient directly to the Emergency Ward
and will then bee line it from the store...
The temptations are much too great
in that vast doll nirvana...
Kate's birthday is next month
and I purchased a doll wheelchair for Gwen
that she has been obsessing over...
Jack crafted crutches for Gwen, too,
out of chopsticks...
Maybe Kate will be a physical therapist
when she grows up...
She sure isn't going to be a hair stylist!
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