Tuesday, December 16, 2008

To Spray Or Not To Spray

I am one-quarter Cherokee Indian. You wouldn't guess it by looking at my blond hair and green eyes. I always admired my father's raven black hair and skin that tanned easily, whereas my fair skin has a tendency to burn.

I favor my mother's looks and with it comes her baby-fine hair. During high school I wore my straight blond hair long and parted in the center. No bangs. I wanted to look like Peggy Lipton of Mod Squad. Today, my hair is cut to just below my ears and my baby-fine hair is liberally covered with hair spray to keep it's style in the Georgia humidity.

A few weeks ago we went to dinner with my daughter and her family. As usual, 4-year-old Ayden ended up on my lap while we waited for our meal to be served. Wanting to gain my full attention when speaking, Ayden placed his little hands on the sides of my head. Focusing love-filled eyes on my adored grandchild, I waited expectantly for him to speak.

"Mimi -- your hair feels like pine straw!"

Some days aren't worth getting out of bed...



10 comments:

Doughboy said...

Iunderstand the Cherokee temper and I get your infatuation with wolf artwork and even leaving your mocasins where I can trip on them at night.But the pine straw hair thing is a stretch even for a 4 year old papoose.

Mental P Mama said...

But, but. He meant that in a good, housewarming way. Really.

Chere said...

Tweezer man and pine straw, I love that kid.

Country Girl said...

Oh! I think he meant to say that he loves the feel of pine straw!

Liked your header for this post, too. And guess what I finally, finally got into the mail today.

Just call me slacker. It fits.

scrappysue said...

how does a 4 year old even know what pine straw is? out of the mouths of babes...

Pam (Pixie Dust Diva) said...

I am laughing out loud! Hilarious - what would life be like without the comments of those sweet innocent children??? Hmmm - I'm 1/16th Cherokee myself!

Cathi said...

My hair is naturally curly and with the humidity here, I’m waiting for my grandchildren to say, “Why do I have to comb my hair, Grandma doesn’t!”. I do the best I can with this nappy wad that sits on my scalp.

Deb said...

Now that is a layout...imagine how embarrassed he will be when he's old enough to understand! There was a prime opportunity to teach Ayden about hair spray and why women do silly things to be beautiful...Ahh...babies and children...they take my breath away...

The Weaver of Grass said...

"Out of the mouth of babes!" they say, Debra,. My friend bent down and her visitors daughter who was about 7 said, "Hasn't she got a big bottom." Her older sister, aged 10 replied, "Don't say that - it's part of her personality!"

Janette said...

Hey hot Grandma, don't worry about it. I'm sure he hasn't even given it a second thought. Kids say whatever pops into their heads. Sense of smell is something that sicks deep into our memories. So just think of this he is going to remember the smell of that hairspray for the rest of his life and remember his sweet and loving grandma. He might even grin at the memory of how the hair felt to him but it's all good. He will never ever forget the love and fun times with his GRAND-MA! Kids are too cute.

I remember funny things about my grandma's. Silly things about them. BUT they make me smile. I think those bitter sweet funny things make it very special. Just think of this, my husband; when we were first married made my grandma laugh so hard she peed her panties. Now it might have been so embarrassing for her at the time. BUT now that she is gone we can laugh and just think how cute she was and how he made her laugh so hard. Good memories. Fun times. The things that life are really about. =)

Have a blessed and happy Christmas. XOXOX