I love doing hair. I love, love, love it. So my daughter has had to carry the unfortunate burden of my little hobby. People see Faith’s hair and they ask, “How do you get her to sit still for that?” For a long time, she didn’t mind me yanking and pulling her hair into a gorgeous style fit for the red carpet; she just sat still with no further intervention. But just recently, when the tangles have gotten to be too much, she starts crying and begging me to just leave it in knots. In order to be able to continue with my hobby, and include her in what has become some very special bonding time, I’ve had to come up with two solutions to keep her not only still, but happy, as we do her hair.
So for all the ladies who have asked, here is how I keep Faith sitting still:
My first line of attack is story-telling. I come up with the stories on the spot, and they always include adventures with her and her best friend, and I set them in scenes that she loves. Usually Strawberry Shortcake, princesses, Dora or other such places. I make them up as I go along, and buh-lieve me, it doesn’t matter how silly, ludicrous, lacking in plot, or short they are. She loves them all. Here is one story that she begs me to re-tell over and over.
“One day, Faithy and Sarina went on a boat ride to Ice Cream Island, when suddenly they realized that Cherry-Top Mountain was on fire! Strawberry Shortcake came running to them as soon as they came to shore saying, “Oh no! What ever will we do? Cherry Top Mountain is on fire!” Then Faithy had a wonderful idea, she and Sarina took buckets and filled them up at Lemonade Lake, and they dumped lemonade all over the fire until it was gone. Then Faithy and Sarina hosted a cupcake picnic where all the children from Ice Cream Island got to eat all the cupcakes that they wanted until everyone fell asleep under the stars. The End”
That story is long enough to get the knots out of her hair and put it into a simple pony tail. The real trick to telling the story, however, is that it has to be told no louder than a whisper. If you speak louder, then there is room for whining and crying as you brush out the knots. If you speak softly, she’ll have to strain to hear you, thus curbing her desire to whine and cry as the knots get combed free. To that end, I should note that I always use a leave in conditioner in Faith’s hair.
The second line of attack comes in if I’m not having a particularly creative day, and I can’t think of a story long enough to do a proper upsweep, or set curlers in her hair.
I give her my iPhone. Yes, that’s right, my iPhone. It’s not the best of worlds, but she begs me for it all the time, and at least in this situation I can monitor what she’s doing on it. For an involved style, the iPhone is the only way to go. She will hold perfectly still for as long as it takes to get the job done. One of the most complicated styles I do is a braid crown, as shown below. I actually did this one when she was in the hospital last year. This is definitely an iPhone hairstyle.
Well, that’s about it, ladies. I hope this helps!