Izzy, happy as a clam with banana everywhere. (Izzy, not the clam).
Here's an upclose shot of the chunks of banana literally squashed into her hair.
So, when she was done (with what?), I got a wet cloth and tried to wash it out. I scrubbed. I pulled. I rubbed. I even did a squiggle (whatever that is). And this is what I was left with.
Yeah, she was pretty pleased with herself. Now, I don't claim to be the best mom in the world, but I thought I had cleaned her up pretty well. Alas, I was gravely mistaken. About two hours later, her hair STILL looked like this. It had dried to a shiny little banana helmet.


2 comments:
love it!
you need to post something new!
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