Greased Lightening

You know how every mother curses her child with "I hope some day you have a daughter/son just like you!" Well, today I met my match. When I was about 2 years old, I decided to test out some hairstyling products. However, the "gel" I found was not really gel at all, but a jumbo sized tub of vaseline. Hating to have my hair washed on a good day, I can only imagine the nightmare that my Mom went through, trying to get me clean...well my friends, I don't have to imagine anymore. Today while I tried to steal a few minutes on the computer, I turned on a cartoon for Abigayle to watch. After a few minutes, I noticed that her usual "busy" sounds had stopped, and she was quiet...too quiet. I peered over the back of the couch, and found that she had reached into Austin's playpen/change table and found the tub of Vaseline. There were gobs of it all over her face, hair, hands and clothes - she proudly cheered, "cream, Mommy!". Since the damage was already done, of course I reached for my camera! I needed documentation for when she claims I tried to torture and drown her. So, we got in the tub. Thankfully, she loves her bathtime, and doesn't usually mind having her hair washed. The first time. In this picture, you can see that she is quite enjoying herself! But by the fourth time I lathered up the little greaseball, it was more like shampooing a wildcat. This is where the claims of drowning are likely to come about - thank heaven for tear-free shampoo. In the final picture, you can see that her hair still looks and feels like an oil slick...even after washing her hair FIVE times. Thank-you , Mom for the curse - now I would also appreciate a remedy for getting vaseline out of a toddler's hair...or is that one of the lessons I have to figure out for myself? Right up there with, "don't leave your toddler unattended with Vaseline in arm's reach"...Lesson learned. The hard way, as usual!