A sticky situation

You can call me a bad parent for numerous reasons. Here is a story that illustrates several examples:

 I usually let the kids watch a movie in the afternoon after Corinne gets home from school so that I can relax and/or cook dinner. (Can you hear their brains rotting?) While they watch the movie, I give them a small bowl with an assortment of treats. (They brush their teeth regularly.) Yesterday I gave them some Tootsie Rolls and candy corn. I could hear Mason calling that he needed help. (Yes, I was in another room and wasn’t directly monitoring them.) He said he had chocolate stuck in his hair. Upon inspection, there was indeed a Tootsie Roll lodged deep in his hair. He had tried to take it out himself which caused it to soften and get wedged in there pretty good. I worked at it until it was at the edge and then tugged it like a Band-Aid. Not so smart, it turns out. And here’s why:

The sad result Another view of the culprit

The damage Bad patch

Tony is now calling me various Indian names because he said I have scalped our son. Like I need more guilt on top of a mother’s guilt.

-g. (aka Sacagawea)

3 responses to “A sticky situation”

  1. Aww, it’s only hair, right? The good thing is it’ll grow back, plus Mason probably won’t put anything in his hair again!

    By the way, I love your site!

  2. I can’t help but laugh out loud at your story! Poor Mason. Don’t worry, we’ve all been there. Like the time Roman put a air soft pellet in his nose and I had to suck it out with a vacuum cleaner.
    Oh the joys of motherhood!

  3. It didn’t look like it was too noticable. Did you try peanut butter? It’s supposed to help with getting gum out of hair, who knows it may work with tootsie rolls too (but let’s just hope you don’t have to try it).
    I also think every household needs some kind of hair drama. Katie rolled a comb back into her hair like a roller when she was little (remember how long all of our hair was then?), she was in tears when she thought mom would have to cut her hair to get it out. Luckily, she was able to cut the comb into pieces and the hair was saved. Don’t tell her I told you, she’d probably get mad:)

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