For a long period of time, I’ve contemplated whether I could wrangle the girls into wearing shower caps while they eat.
They’re so bad to run their precious little hands…caked with not-so-precious avocado, or peanut butter, or spaghetti sauce…right through their beautiful golden locks.
And that of course yields not-so-beautiful…and not-so-golden…clumps of messy hair.
And Heaven forbid that I say, “Don’t touch your hair,” as that only prompts them (both!) to proudly show me they know right where their hair is.
But I worried that pint-sized shower caps – or maybe literally pint-sized bowl covers – would only draw more of their attention to their heads.
And then I thought about a wetsuit.
The head-to-toe covering would be difficult for them to disrobe, and I would protect not only their hair – but their entire bodies! – from the wrath of my homemade Alfredo sauce. And I think the rubbery nature of the wetsuit would allow me to just hose it off after meals.
Hmmm…difficult to disrobe, yes…but also probably difficult to enrobe, especially for each and every meal occasion.
Alternately, my husband has suggested we just give them buzz cuts to match his ‘do. Sadly, between his love for efficiency and weak stomach, I think he’s only half joking.
I’d better think some more on this one…or just accept that I’ll have to deal with this situation until the girls learn to use utensils and keep their hands on the table.