As I walked into the lobby of my son's Tae Kwon Do do-jang last night, I noticed a mom and her (absolutely adorable) 5yo daughter Sydney were looking around for the elastic they were going to use to put Sydney's hair back. Sydney has *gorgeous* waist-length brown/black hair, probably about a 2b/2c, fine (like kid hair is pre-puberty), and plentiful (probably the kid equivalent of ii/iii).
Normally I could have whipped out a spare elastic from my coat pocket, but we had some lovely warm weather (40F) and I had only worn a light hoodie that night. I did, however, have my backpack (studying for my final exam for tonight), and I had a hairstick (child's chopstick) in the accessory compartment of my backpack.
I offered my services, demonstrating how I could put all my volumes of hair into a bun in less than ten seconds with nothing more than a hairstick and my hands. (All of the other moms there were commenting on how impressive it was... people really don't have any idea how simple hairstick buns can be!)
When her mom said it was okay, Sydney skipped over to me. First off, I have to say that I am TOTALLY envious of this little girl's locks. I admit it. Envy is not a good trait, but it's definitely one that I have -- putting that gorgeous hair in my hands made me turn COMPLETELY green with envy. It's sooooo smooth and silky in a way that we curlies can only dream about. Anyway, back to the story.
It took me two tries to get the right amount of tension -- I'm not accustomed to putting buns in others' hair, and particularly with a tiny girl I didn't want to over-tighten it. Her mom came over to watch, and she was amazed at how simple it was. Sydney skipped off to join the others in the do-jang, and her mom commented that she was going to have to learn how to do that because it looked so adorable on Sydney (I had left a small tail hanging down, and it was curly and so cute!) so I gave the mom a lesson with my own hair and a pencil.
I put on my headphones then and started studying, and about 10 minutes later Sydney tapped me on the shoulder and handed me back the stick -- her mom had located the wayward elastic. I told Sydney that if she wanted to, she could take the hairstick over to her mom and tell her that I gave it to her so she could learn to do updos at home. Talk about a happy grin!
She skipped over to her mom and told her what I said, and as her mom was putting the stick into her purse, Sydney admonished, "That's MY hairstick, NOT yours, so you don't get to keep it!" Sydney ran back into the do-jang for the rest of her class then, while all the moms chuckled. (You may have noticed that Sydney never walks -- she either skips or bounces or runs!)
There are always smiles on the adults' faces when Sydney is in the room -- she really is an adorable little girl.... actually, now she's an adorable enabled little girl.
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