"Cute boy you got there"

I so often hear people murmur, "Why such a big bow?" and "She never leaves the house without putting a bow on that girl." Well, yea! Afterall, most little girls are simply in love with princesses. Are they not? My two year old daughter flips when she sees a Disney princess anywhere! So... why not give her a bow fit to be worn with all the dignity and grace of a princess's tiara? That's why she wears her bows.

Originally, she started wearing bows because I was sick and tired of little old men telling me what a cute little boy I had there... all dressed in pink with earrings--which she had from the time she was just a few months old. Yes, I was blessed with a beautifully bald baby. There was no way to attach any of the bows I could find to her scalp. At least not anyway that would stick. Hospitals insisted that a "backless" bow with a little K-Y would hold it there. Okay... so I'm supposed to use the same stuff that made making her a smoother process to now hold a bow in her hair. Imagine my confusion... hmm, in the past it made things a little slippery and now it's suddenly "sticky". I didn't quite get the concept but I gave it a go anyway. And, like the countless times I'd used it for others reasons... it proved to be quite the slippery substance. No luck there!

A few months later some sweet little ladies at church were explaining that they'd heard tell of velcro attachments. I thought, "Finally, a lead." Then, after many failed attempts I assumed the only possible way to make that technique work would get me a quick trip to jail. Afterall, someone might have something to say if I chose to adhere the sticky side of the velcro to her head permanently. Again, a no go!

Then, amazingly, someone suggested a headband... something similar to what I had on at that very moment. Then, I heard someone else mention pantyhose... and I started thinking... finally, something that doesn't involve permanent fixtures or adult personal products. I was sold and from that point on... I began selling my headbands.

So... thank you to all the sweet little old men that told me, "That's a cute little boy you got there." Even in her pink dress, pink blanket, and diamond earrings. Thankfully, we didn't hear it anymore after we started wearing the big bows!