So, I asked the Fiance to videotape me doing my daughter’s hair. I only attempt a hairdo on her about once a week; and from the video, you can see why. When her hair is complete, I’m usually frustrated and drenched with sweat. When I’m done, she usually heads for the nearest pillow and rolls around in it until her once pretty braids or twists are fuzzy and full of lint. I’m positive she does this on purpose just to antagonize me.
This video proves two things: 1) That black mothers have at least one extra hurdle than white mothers do… and 2) that I can not pass away before my kids are grown. They’d simply be lost without me. Enjoy!
(Oh, and watch for how awesome my little girl is. She already has her Dad figured out ;))