Barbie beauty shop

Okay, show of hands that I can't actually see: Who loves Pinterest? I'm guessing that anyone who reads this either does, or knows someone who does. We can all relate to the Pinteritis Bug somehow. Yes, I just made up a medical condition for Pinterest addicts. And it's awesome.

Anyway. So lately, several tutorials for how to detangle doll hair have popped up on Pinterest. Grace has some dolls with some grosstastic (okay, so that one isn't as good) hair. It sounded like something fun for us to do together, so I picked a tutorial and we opened our own little beauty shop. Rapunzel, Ariel, and Sleeping Beauty had the worst hair so they were our first customers. 

Yeah. We've got guts.

And combs of steel.

Their hair was seriously horrible. How did it get so bad? You'd think they'd been tortured by that deranged kid from Toy Story. This seems to be a universal thing with doll hair. And what do they give your kid to take care of it? Those stupid tiny combs that don't do anything but make the hair worse than it already was. They also tick kids off to the point of spitting fireballs across the room because they won't comb all the way through. Or maybe that's just my kid. Someone needs to find these people and throw these worthless things at them. It will be a public combing. 

I would link to the blog where the tutorial came from but I wasn't satisfied with the results, so mum's the word. I don't want to give someone's tutorial the thumbs down and then say whose it was, you know? 

The Blog That Shall Not Be Named called for baby oil and baby shampoo, in that order. Grace and I ended up adding conditioner at the end because of leftover tangles. Speaking of tangles, ohhhh the horror. You were supposed to comb out the tangles after applying the baby oil. This helped a lot but was still such a pain and took forEVER. Rapunzel (for obvious reasons) was the worst. 

Rapunzel's pretty tiara had to be removed for this. She had it coming.

I'm not sure why, but the baby oil didn't work for us like it did for the other person. After the dolls were all washed and detangled, their hair was really super greasy. It was slick and oily and smelled like an infant so it wasn't caused by the conditioner. So Grace and I started over. I think she was happy our first attempt was a bust. She's a doll hair cleanin' fool. 

A clever friend of mine suggested using Dawn to zap the greasiness out of their hair. So we lathered them up with a generous amount and let it sit for a few minutes. Ariel got some Dawn in her eyes during the process, but I don't think she minded. 

Then after a good rinsing, it was back to the baby shampoo and that's it. (The conditioner wasn't needed again.) We rinsed out the shampoo, combed their hair again, let dry, and voila! They look much happier now, don't you think?

Now let's see how long this lasts. 

If you're looking for something fun to do with your kid and have dolls with Richard Simmons hair, I'd definitely recommend this. Grace had a blast and really got into it. Next up is Belle. Girlfriend needs a serious makeover. 

If anyone on the planet ever cares, I think this would've worked fine had we ignored the baby oil step:

• Baby shampoo, let sit for 5-10 minutes
• Comb hair from ends to scalp
• Rinse 
• Conditioner 
• Rinse again
• Comb again

Easy peasy. Except for those nasty tangles. Those'll getcha. 

This was Easter

On Easter morning we woke Grace up extra early so she could find her basket before going to church. I took a few pictures of her with it but, like her mama, she looks drugged when someone wakes her up, and like she's never been within four feet of a hairbrush. So instead I'll just post a picture of the basket. I know she wouldn't care at this point in her life, but I just can't do that to the poor kid. I'd like to think that she'll thank me for this someday. Please nobody spoil that fantasy for me.

After church we headed to see family for the day and wouldn't you know it? The Easter Bunny left a basket for Grace there too, as well as ones for her cousins. 

Bubbles!

There was an egg hunt too, of course, but those pictures turned out even worse than Grace's zombie ones, so I'm not posting them. Just picture tiny people running around looking for plastic eggs while the grownups watch and smile and say oh look how cute. There. Easter egg hunt. 

After a while, it was time to play in the dirt (well yeah) so the dress had to go. I wasn't too worried about it, but Grace would've lost her ever loving mind if her dress got dirty, so it was mainly out of concern for my own sanity.

Later, Grandpa decided to blow some bubbles for Grace to catch. And now she will beg him to do this every single time she seems him. 

Oh and there was lots of running with cousin Brian too. They chased each other all over the yard and laughed. 

And then she crashed. 

Yeah, I'd have to say it was a pretty good day. 

Rock Chalkin' On

I'm not gonna lie. When KU lost the championship last night, our house wasn't a very cheery place. Even though it wasn't a huge shock, we were still hoping for another Mario's Miracle kind of thing. No such luck, but that's okay. We're so proud of our team, and we're so proud to be Jayhawk fans! Can't wait until next season! Rock Chalk!!!