I was planning to take a bath later in the evening so I put my hair up on top of my head in a big clip before reading a story to my son, aged 9.
This hairstyle is called a “messy bun” when worn by models or celebrities, by the way.
I’m not sure what it’s called when I wear it, though.
Little Boy looked at me with narrowed eyes as I sat down and opened the book to read. He remarked dispassionately, “Your hair looks ugly like that.”
I pointed out that it was impolite to tell someone that their hair looks ugly. (Particularly your mother, I did not add.)
He said he was aware of that. “But,” he pointed out, “if I don’t tell you, then you’ll just keep doing that with your hair…
“And it looks UGLY.”
I’m sure he has my best interests at heart.
I saw a certain ridiculous advertisement on my Facebook wall.
(By the way, isn’t it creepy how Facebook knows EXACTLY what to advertise to me? It’s profiled me as a woman in her forties, so I get ads for cleaning products, wrinkle cream, and those panties you can pee yourself in and supposedly no one will know. To my younger friends who are thinking, “Ewwwww”– Just you WAIT!)
But I digress. It mostly gives me mom-related ads like these:
Just HOW does this solve the problem of having multiple kids?
Does it help moms grow extra arms?
Can it help restore a mother’s lost sanity?
At the very least, will it block some of the horrific noise generated by multiple children?
No? Then WHAT GOOD IS IT?!?!?