Do you see this?
Look at that boy’s hair.
Now what am I suppose to do with all that hair?
I would first like to point out that I know next to nothing about black people hair. Ok, that’s a lie. I’ve learned a lot about nappy hair in the last five years, but let’s say I know virtually nothing about doing a little boy’s hair.
Especially a little boy’s hair that is growing as fast as he is.
It would help if he had the hair of a seven and a half month old and not a three year old. If stretched out it literally goes past the tip of his nose. But you would have to hold me down with chains if you think his hair is going to get cut.
My mom has suggested this several times. I am sure the look on my face spells horror when ever cutting and Darren’s hair are mentioned in the same sentence. Nope. No way. No siree. Not going to happen.
We have also explored the idea of braiding it into cornrows. Then we realized at his age this is completely unrealistic. He barely holds still long enough to put a coat on, let alone sitting still for the two hours (or more) it would take to braid his hair. I also know nothing about braiding cornrows.
So we have adopted the retro look. Darren’s Afro is getting to the point where it puts the 70’s afros to shame. Give him a pair of bell bottoms, a cheesy plaid button down shirt and he would fit right in. Keeping this look up can be tricky, seeing as he always has his hands in it. This topped with the fact that it’s winter and a stocking hat is necessary, pretty much means his hair always looks like he’s stuck his finger in a light socket.
But tonight I took the time to make it look decent. With a bit of distraction and patience the above picture is the end result.
And yes, for those of you that are wondering, that is an afro pick stuck in his hair. Cute huh? Can I say ladies’ man?
But honestly, if you ladies could give me some advice on African baby hair care, it would be a blessing, a huge blessing.