Now, you promised you wouldn't laugh! That's the way life is for one with ultra-fine hair in the days before hairspray and/or styling mousse. Note also the space between my front teeth. (You can enlarge the pictures by clicking on them) At this point in my life I still sucked my thumb, and the space in my bangs usually matched the space in my teeth. I had a cowlick at my widow's peak where the bangs separated, and a few strands stuck straight up. Ruthie's mom used to tell the story of trying to comb my hair once. She'd wet the bangs, comb them down, and hold them in place for a bit. "Pop"—right back up! "Kathryn," she asked, "how does your mom keep your bangs down?" "She doesn't, " was my simple answer!
I know I've shown these pictures to you before, but they were lost when my old, old computer crashed, and I never scanned them into my old or to my new computer. This gave me the ability to do that, and to save them to disc. So thanks for tolerating, again.
One day I must tell you the story of how I finally quit the thumb sucking habit. I and my second son both sucked our left thumbs for quite a while. Much to the chagrin of my dentist father. Telling the story of how I finally quit was the catalyst which made it possible for my son to finally stop.
Viewing these old photos again also adds another blog idea and that goes along with Lois' reminiscences of things we had in the past, and wondering what the future might hold.
Off to KC—more soon
More hugs!
2 comments:
My son used to suck his two middle fingers and turn his hand upside down. Can't remember how we got him to stop though.
lol I have two cowlicks! One in front and one in back. :]
The way I quit sucking my thumb is my aunt Doe sat on me when she caught me and threatened to sit on me again if she caught me again. I was terrified. I never sucked my thumb again. LOL
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