Skull Cap…..

I’ve been watching with great interest to see what colour car-seat baby’s hair is going to be.  There are days when it appears strawberry blonde, others when it seems light brown, in the direct sunlight, a brighter, brassy blonde.

It appears to be matted down at the front towards her forehead which makes guessing her natural colour a challenge. I knew the clump had to be dealt with and have been avoiding it for months. Dragging a comb over an oily scalp to remove skin flakes ranks among one of the grosser things a parent has to do but it’s a necessary evil.

At first, she enjoyed the scalp massage when she wasn’t trying to wrestle the bottle, the cap or the cloth from my hands. She wanted desperately to chew on the comb but moments from now, that would make her a cannibal so I simply couldn’t let her make contact.

Oiled up, let the scraping commence.

Again, she enjoyed the first couple of times I dragged the comb across her head, pulling tufts of hair from the sticky scalp and I felt some resistance so I eased off. This was disgusting. I worried she was going to peel back her bald cap exposing Rapunzel’s locks or a series of dreads.

Within three minutes she went from being nearly bald to having two waist length braids. I almost couldn’t believe the before and after pics.

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