I debated posting this because it is a mix of embarrassment but more parts hilarious. I was hosting a playdate for one of Oscar’s new friends from school – and his Mom. As the playdate neared it’s end, Oscar picked up this toy and proceeded to put what I call “burrs” in his hair. They easily pulled out – as he has short hair. I’m sure you can see where this is going. I went on to talk with the other Mom. Oscar was getting increasingly
annoying lively and took a handful of them and smack-dabbed them on my top knot bun.
I didn’t think much of it except I went to pull them out and …. couldn’t. They were mixed all in my hair and with every yank, it made it worse. In my head, I was ready to loose it on my child but he was saved my initial anger because we were hosting a new family.If I freaked out, he’d be in tears – so I’d have a child in hysterics, my hair would be the same – in a massive BURR, and I’d have to still host our guests. So I opted to laugh it off, for the sake of everyone. In the end, it was likely the best situation to be in, for something like this as it gave me some time to calm down and put on a brave face. Thankfully the other Mom was equally horrified & laughing – like me, not knowing what to do, and laughter was the only natural reaction.
Needless to say the playdate ended – with half my hair sticking out like a mad woman.
As the door shut behind out guests I turned to Oscar, who was looking very sheepish on the couch (he may have been hiding behind a pillow) and I calmly said. “This. Is. Not. Funny” and stood in front of the mirror examining for the first time, the real damage to my head. With every pull, I started to freak out a little bit more – as with every burr I tried to pull out, it ended up getting more and more determined to STAY in my hair. I hadn’t fully appreciated the level of danger my head of hair was in until this moment. And I may have gone into the bathroom to cry for a moment out of frustration. I didn’t want Oscar to see it, because in all fairness, it was a mistake. I had come to that conclusion while in the bathroom. Yes, he did it – but he had put it in HIS hair and they came out. (He has, again, SHORT hair).
Aubrey was at work and I texted him photos, to which he told me to stop touching them and he would help upon his return.
My hair ended up being saved by my loving patient husband, but all in all it was a 5 hour affair.
So word to the wise. Don’t buy these &*$#@$ toys.