My seven-year-old son has hair that many people would kill … or at least pay an arm and a leg at the salon for: honey blonde with natural ombre highlights, ringlets that cascade down, skimming right above his shoulders. [I have seen photos of Avital's son and his hair is indeed glorious. -- Amelia]
To top it all off, he loves his curls. When he was younger I would trim them just a bit so that he could see (AKA shaggy dog syndrome). But as he grew older, he let it be known that he was super into his curls and refused to cut them. And to be honest? I was kind of thrilled. I loved his hair just as much as he did, and was happy that he wanted to keep it long. We only have a few simple rules if he wants to keep his hair long: It has to be up in a ponytail during hot/humid weather to avoid heat rash, it has to stay out of his eyes (which he accomplishes with various cloth headbands/sweatbands), and it has to be — relatively — knot free.
So, my rough and tumble, soccer playing, LEGO-obsessed, drum-playing seven-year-old still rocks his long curls. And for some reason, it completely throws everyone else off balance. At least once a day, ever since his hair started growing in earnest, my son gets mistaken for a girl without fail. As you can imagine, this causes a lot of feels. Keep reading »
When a mom in Lincoln, Nebraska, realized her three-year-old son was missing from their apartment, she called the police, and a frantic search of the neighborhood ensued. Meanwhile, at a bowling alley down the street, employees were doing a double take at a shockingly realistic stuffed toddler toy that had suddenly appeared in their claw crane machine. But wait a second…upon closer inspection, they realized that stuffed toddler toy was actually a living, breathing child that had somehow climbed into the machine and gotten stuck. The bowling alley employees flagged down the cops, who connected the dots, removed the kid from the machine, and returned him to his grateful (and very confused) mother. No one is sure how he managed to get into the machine, although we can only assume he was returning for a toy that had fallen out of the crane claw moments before it made it to the prize chute, which he felt was rightfully his (those machines are so annoying). If so, his plan worked: the bowling alley owner let the toddler take home the stuffed animal of his choice for his trouble. [Crimefeed]
For little Ye Bin, a.k.a. the Cutest Child Who Ever Lived, stranger danger is a little confusing. After all, why would you ever refuse someone offering you cookies? With her mom’s help, she eventually gets the idea, but not before stumbling through an adorable learning curve. [Huffington Post]
In a move I can only call brilliant, Starz Entertainment Group art director Suzanne Heintz shunned the traditional marriage and family life in favor of something far more unconventional. For the last 14 years, Heintz has been living with her strong but silent husband Chauncey and her never-rebellious teenage daughter Mary Margaret as part of an art project she calls “Life Once Removed.”
We’ve all been there: being needled by friends to “put yourself out there,” being pressured by family members to “settle down and have kids.” Enduring the same indignities, Heintz was thinking about her single life, walking past a retail liquidation store that sold mannequins when she said she realized, “I can buy a family!” And she’s been photographing their life together ever since — traveling all over the world with her family of “mute quadriplegics” and loving every minute of it. If that’s not unconventional enough for you, Heintz also has a real, live-in boyfriend of seven years, but has no interest in marrying him. Yet, she plans to renew her vows with Chauncey this June in front of friends, family and mannequins. Keep reading »
On my way into work this morning, I had the displeasure of walking behind two women who, in each of their hands not clutching their coffee, held leashes that were harnessed to their respective children. Not dogs — children. The woman on the left had three kids, all on individual leashes, and the woman on the right had one child. All of the children appeared to around age five or younger. I am not a parent, and so I generally shy away from expressing my opinions about other peoples’ parenting choices, but if there is one thing that makes my blood boil, it’s parents who treat their children like they’re animals. And in my opinion, strapping a harness around a child’s belly and keeping them on a leash, even if it’s a leash meant for a human, is coming pretty damn close. Keep reading »