The truth is nobody really does. We’re far too involved in Red Faces to want to play hairdressers, but I say yes and I pull out the spray bottle, brushes and hair clips and get cracking. Mum is constantly giving and doing things for us. She’s made our beds, filled our lunch boxes and handed out cuddles left, right and centre all week long. It’s only fair that we give back.
Fast forward twenty years and here I am. It’s 3pm and a 12 year old asks if she can do my make-up. I know the correct response is, “No thanks I have to go and clean out the lint filter in the drier or something equally as boring”, but instead I can’t say yes quick enough.
I am constantly giving energy out, and I’ll give anything for a moment or two of peace and quiet. I sit still and let Miss 12 do her work. She spends many minutes perfecting my eyeliner. Apparently my eyelids are wrinklier than any that she’s encountered in short make-up applying career. Thanks for letting me know.
There’s the eyeliner, black eye shadow, blush, lipstick and lip gloss. There’s applying, wiping off and reapplying. And then there’s a request to look at myself in the mirror.
I hesitantly walk to the bathroom, expecting to see a messy Lindsay Lohan type looking back at me. Instead I’m pleasantly surprised. I don’t look that bad.
And I sigh. It might actually be better than I can do myself. Am I that out of touch? Two blows: I’m out of touch and have wrinkly eyelids. But I don’t really care. I’m just soaking up the pampering. I’ll take it any way I can get it.
Oh my, I love this story… It's actually making me real teary. (Is that sad?) I'm sure you very much deserved your moment of pampering x
Lovely story xxx
Oh, my Miss 2's favourite thing to do before bedtime is brush MY hair!! I'm sure I'm going bald, as she's not exactly gentle, but I love that she wants to “look after” me. Bless.
I am 27 years old and am still unable to use liquid eyeliner, blush, foundation … if this 12 year old can do it AND DO A GOOD JOB, she's onto something!
I love when my son (3) sits down behind me and starts playing with my hair. Until he starts snatching at it to make me squeal.
I agree with you that is definitely a great way to have a moment of peace. My niece loves doing my make-up too and even though I start off protesting, I have to remind myself that I actually enjoy sitting back, relaxing and letting her have her fun! Lovely story.
That's my idea of bliss! I love little people playing with my hair. My niece did it once and I just loved watching the look of concentration on her face while she worked away…..priceless!
That is lovely – you definitely deserve a pampering!
Awww, sweet. You sometimes forget to sit still and enjoy the kids.
Hehe you are so funny Chantelle! And I'm sure our adult eyelids are just so wrinkly to those little ones. I bet she could teach Francois Nars a thing or two! 😉
She'll need to come and give me a lesson or three! Lovely moment for you both.
Yep, take it any way you can get it I say. Some days Petal does my hair, well in the evening when I'm pretty sure unexpected guests won't pop in, and it feels lovely even if it does end up looking like a birds nest 🙂
what a great story!
I love it when my little ones offer to do my hair…sometimes it's pulling more than brushing, but I feel mighty special for those few minutes anyway ♥
What a beautiful story! I love your blog♥
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