As the gold medal slipped over my head and the opening notes of our national anthem filled the stadium, the crowd’s screams slowly dissolved into screams of despair. I reluctantly emerged from my delicious dream as my brain registered real life screams coming from our daughter Ava’s bedroom.
Now awake, my mental calculations began. Emergency or bad dream? Did our daughter’s screams qualify as a one- or two-parent alarm?
I rolled over to jab my husband awake.
“Is she being abducted?” I said.
“Doubtful. Fire?” Mike said.
Ava’s screams reached a crescendo.
“I don’t smell anything. You go. You have longer legs,” I said.
“There better be a wild animal in there,” Mike said as he jumped out of bed. “You owe me.”
Wishing I could reenter my Olympic dream, but too agitated to sleep, I glanced at the clock. 12:50 a.m.
I yelled to Mike to tell me what was happening.
“She’s bleeding from her head!” is what I heard.
Oh, god, not again, I thought as I sprang out of bed and clamored for my glasses, lost among the detritus on my nightstand.
As I ran to her side, I chided myself for ignoring her initial screams.
“How bad is she hurt? Where did she fall?” I said between pants.
“She has silly putty in her hair.”
Not registering Mike’s response, I peered at my daughter’s head.
Apparently she’d fallen asleep playing with silly putty and woken up with the puke pink-colored goo matted to hunks of her thick brown curls. I’d never seen anything like it.
Although I assured Ava we wouldn’t have to cut off her hair, the matting was so severe I feared she’d soon be sporting a one-sided mullet. Not a great look for a fashion-conscious fourth grader. And not a haircut this mom was willing to live through.
I turned to my trusted friend Google for advice.
Apparently, since time immemorial, silly putty and kids’ hair have attracted each other like fingers and electric sockets. Fortunately, parents around the globe have tried countless remedies ranging from peanut butter to WD40 and documented their success with each on the internet.
We decided on olive oil for our triage in the beauty ER and massaged half a bottle into Ava’s matted web of curls. I couldn’t help giggling as Mike combed out the now liquefied goo with the studied precision of a brain surgeon.
Ava, however, did not appreciate my punch drunk humor and berated me for being insensitive, which launched another fit of giggles, especially as I realized we now had to get all that olive oil out of her hair.
As the clock struck 1:45 a.m., Mike and I finished our task, hugged Ava and settled down enough to sleep, grateful for our parenting success. My only regret? Not photographing Ava’s head before and after. And she refused to put more silly putty in her hair for the sake of this blog. That’s the thanks I get.
No. Way. ARe you kidding me? I would have rolled over thinking “well, how much worse will it be at 7am?” You and Mike both deserve some kind of award or extra sleep or a latte or something fantastic. Hiliarious as always.
I agree on the awards. Believe me if I could have stuffed a pillow over my head or hers, we would have waited. The neighbors would have been on their own. xo
I hear olive oil is great for your scalp if you have dandruff, so maybe that is your silver lining? We had a gum incident during a looong road trip. Scissors were involved and that is all I am going to say about that.
Hah! I haven’t seen a flake of dandruff in her hair since that night! Re: scissors – we gotta do what we gotta do. I’m just happy I didn’t have to go there this time! 😉
hahaha! priceless. 🙂
Actually, olive oil is expensive!! 😉
What a night! Glad it was nothing too serious. The post makes it seem that she has had problems before – fell out of bed or a bleeding head?
Btw, did the Italian in you ever fret over wasting olive oil? Couldn’t that have been part of a good meal?
I don’t remember my boys every playing with silly putty. They were into play dough which clearly notes that eating it is not harmful. Apparently that is common too.
Love your questions! Yes, I had a hard time pouring that olive oil down the drain! Not sure if it was the Italian in me or the cheap part of me!
LOL!
Ugh! What a thing to wake up to! At least it wasn’t anything serious, but still!
We’ve had our share of middle of the night scares. This one was freaky, but welcome in comparison!
You know those bristly, plastic hair rollers that come with hair styling Barbie heads? One Christmas Eve my daughter’s cousin rolled one of those into my daughter’s waist length hair, from the bottom all the way up to the nape of her neck. I, too, was afraid we’d have to cut a huge chunk out of the middle of the back of her hair, until we decided to massage hair conditioner into the matted mass. Slowly the slippery conditioner allowed us to untangle and slide the hair out of the roller, but the whole process took over an hour. The upside was that after rinsing, her hair was soft and shiny!
Oh,no! Those rollers are the worst! I got them stuck in my hair as a kid too and remember a lot of tears and pulling. Ouch! I’m stocking up on conditioner and olive oil!
I just remembered my own childhood experience of having a bully throw a giant burr into my waist length hair at the nape of my neck. I don’t remember how my mom got it out, but I do remember that there were plenty of tears.
Ugh! Kids can be so mean. And a burr would be next to impossible to remove. Here’s to your mom for getting it out!
Oh no! I remember similar things happening when I was younger. I totally forgot about that…and what I’m in for with my own daughter. lol
May I suggest keeping an extra bottle of cheap olive oil on hand?!
When I was 7 or 8 I read Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and decided to try and save my gum by sticking it behind my ear like Violet Beauregarde does. You can probably imagine what happened next. Half a jar of peanut butter and a trip to the haircut place later, I never, ever tried that trick again.
Hah! What a mess! My daughter loves that book so I’ll be sure to remind her of the similarities between gum and silly putty! Thanks for the heads up!
adventures of parenthood. what’s next?
Puberty. Then we’re f**ked! Let’s keep giggling!
that is hysterical! as is your dream!! i wrote about dreams this week too. i am so jealous of yours!! fantastic! anyway, i’m with outlaw, you’re a better parent than me. i would have kissed her on her non silly putted head and said, we’ll fix this in the morning. g’night.
It was a crazy night alright! I wish I had raised her to go to bed and deal with it in the morning, but she was pretty hysterical (and she comes by that honestly!). 😉
Oh, WOW. I am NEVER ALLOWING SILLY PUTTY INTO MY HOUSE.
EVER.
(great writing, btw)
Now you’re talking! There’s some concrete advice I can use immediately! Silly putty is heretofore banned!
Olive oil. The cure all. It’s also good for lice – I’m not sure if you’ve ever had that honor – but I have (sigh). I’m glad you didn’t have to cut her hair, though. My mom once cut mine, thanks to chewing gum that went from my sister’s mouth to the back of my head.
Oh, you poor bunny. I would have hated on my sister for a good long time for that one! And yes, sadly we’ve dealt with lice in our family too. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. 😉
Ewwww. I think something like this happens in every girls life at least once 😉
“At least once”? Ugh! I don’t have another middle of the night silly putty excavation in me! 😉
Oh. My. Garsh! That is a nightmare. And I’m really glad to know that was not Ava’s hair. Because maybe hers wasn’t as bad, right? And of course you didn’t take a picture! It was an emergency! You’re a good momma, momma!
Thank you! Picture that amount of putty in a head of long, incredibly thick, coarse, wavy hair! It was a bloody mess. But … the olive oil worked wonders so I’m ready for round two!
Oh my gosh! When I saw Renne’s tweet I had to read this. I loved Silly Putty. I never got it in my hair but I’m glad you found a quick, successful solution. That was one for the memory bank!
Thank you for finding me! I love silly putty too so I imagine this won’t be our last time dealing with it in one of my kids’ hair! I’ll stock up on olive oil just in case!
THe silly putty is one thing but to have to actually say “not again” when he said she was bleeding from her head…ugh…you guys need to settle down at night!
Right?! Who knew we’d have so much middle of the night action in our family!
Hilarious! This line: “Apparently, since time immemorial, silly putty and kids’ hair have attracted each other like fingers and electric sockets.” Genius!!
Thank you!!
Super funny – I love that you were able to find a picture.
The pics I saw totally creeped me out! I’m just grateful so many parents have been through this and were willing to share their solutions. If not, I bet we’d still be picking that stuff out of her hair, strand by strand! 😉
You both deserve awards because I would ahve sent my kid back to bed and dealt with it in the morning.
That’s because you are a wise person. I’ll remember that for the future! 😉
How long did it take for this to become funny? And for which event did you win gold?
It took exactly 43 minutes before it became funny. Balance beam of course!! 😉
I thought she really had a head injury. It scared me. Glad it’s nothing that serious. This also happened with me when I was young and my said she used olive oil. I did the same when my son had a gum stuck in his hair and it worked very well. 🙂
Thank God it was only silly putty. We’ve had too many scares this year. My heart can’t take another!
I would never have thought to take a photo at 1 am, either. And isn’t olive oil amazing?
Olive oil is a miracle cure! Who knew?!
Note to self: NO SILLY PUTTY IN BED EVER. 🙂
You are a wise woman indeed!!
Yes, a valuable lesson learned for this parent of a toddler. Wow. what a picture. What a way to wake up.
I truly haven’t ever seen anything like it (especially at that time in the morning!). Thanks for visiting!
Dreaming about the Olympics, how great is that?? My dreams are so boring. And this has never happened to us, but never say never, and I’ll remember the olive oil trick!
Invest in olive oil! 😉
Ha ha ha! I’m glad Google was able to come to the rescue. I thought for sure your daughter was headed for an extreme haircut!
Right?! All I know is she wasn’t getting that haircut from me!
I feel like so far I have been spared way too many of these types of incidents. I look forward to rising to the occasion like you guys did, and will for sure take a photo. 🙂
Please do take a photo! Then my work here will be done! 😉
Omg!! So crazy ….glad my boys have buzz cuts!!!
Ooooh, buzz cuts sound so much easier. New rule: I’ll only allow silly putty if my girls get buzz cuts. Done!
Oy. Also, I’m sorry to hear that your daughter has woken up in the middle of the night bleeding from the head! Scary!
Thank you! My husband was the one bleeding from his head. He fell down the stairs in the middle of the night earlier this year. I’m still afraid of same thing happening to one of our daughters. I’ll take silly putty any day!
I love that you ended up laughing when it started so stress filled! Thank heavens for Google- so glad you didn’t have to cut her hair. This was well written- a great read. I thoroughly enjoyed it!
Thank you! And welcome to Yeah Write!
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I am not sure my sense of humor is available when startled awake, nor that I would be able to even wake up my husband to help. Three cheers for you (and google)
Hah! Google has saved my sanity on several occasions!
Oh wow! I’ve gotten Silly Putty in my hair before but not to that extent and mine was cut out. Glad you didn’t have to cut hers!
Trust me – we were “this” close to cutting!
Oh my what a night!!!! Perhaps no silly putty in the bedroom? Just a thought! LOL
You two rock the midnight parenting gig!!! I would have chuckled too. And weren’t you thinking to yourself, “Oh yes. Another blog post indeed!!!” 🙂 Too funny!!!
Oh yes I was!!! That’s why I was so bummed I didn’t think of taking a photo!
I love the response you and our husband have to hearing your daughter’s screams. You always make me laugh! Great writing! I’m glad you found a solution and your daughter still has all her curls.
Thank you! I love everything I read of yours so your praise means a ton to me!
Lol, beauty triage. I’m definitely going to reuse that term!
Please do – I saw it somewhere too! 😉
{Melinda} Bless your mama heart. One of my children (who shall remain nameless) had lice — the day of church camp. The child could not be admitted to camp until every single lice had been exterminated. Let’s just say, my arm muscles still hurt from leaning over the child in question’s head to one-by-one pull out every last lice that the “Raid shampoo” didn’t kill. I think we’ve earned a couple of gold medals. 🙂
Definitely gold medals! I wouldn’t wish lice on my worst enemy!
Loved your post!
While I don’t have a girl, I do have a boy who when he was around 4 years old,,,pushed a piece of foam from a toy up his butt while playing in the bathtub…if you don’t think that freaked us out…you’re mistaken!!
I think you handled your midnight run beautifully!!
Ya gotta just love kids!! Huh???
Oh no!! That sounds horrible! OMG – the image of that is now stuck in my head! You poor mama!
It’s been years and many laughs ago…I’m wanting for the grandchildren, I hope to have someday to see what they do!! Ha!!
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