As I’ve mention many many times, it’s sometimes hard for this white woman to figure out the vagaries of African American hairstyles. When our daughter Naomi lived in Ethiopia, her hair was shaved close to her head. Obviously, the orphanage made sure the kids were fed, not necessarily well-coiffed. Here’s Naomi at 2 years of age in the orphanage:
Would you believe that child, two and a half years later, is this child?
Well, many of you know, I’m learning to do Naomi’s hair. Yesterday, at the shooting range, I let her hair “be free.” She loved it, but the style is not protective enough for the rigors of summer.
Today, this is what we did:
Check out the criss cross pattern in the back:
And I have a very important announcement pertaining to the continuing hair saga. The last hair style I did lasted one month. Though I know it wasn’t perfect, I was proud of myself for hitting that milestone. In fact, this is the hairstyle, which even survive this day at the sandy park… barely:
Thanks for all the encouragement, friends. And an especially big thank you to Chocolate Hair, Vanilla Care — the website with all white mothers need to know to take care of their beautiful black children.