velzy has this thing with hair. it's what she self-soothes with, has since she was a baby. she would play with my hair that hung down as she nursed, when she was tired or hurt she would twirl my hair, and there were a few car rides (she has always hated the car) that i had to sit next to her to let her play with my hair to get her to calm down. it wasn't limited to me either, she would play with luke's, the people sitting in front of us on airplanes or at church, basically anyone who was holding her (except brynn) would usually have their hair played with at least a little. oh, and her favorite thing to do when she didn't get her way with friends was to take a handful and tug. when her own hair got long enough she started playing with it as well. and when she went to sleep she always had a pacifier in her mouth and a hand by her head.
proof here, not even 2 months with a death grip on my hair:
lately though, she has really stepped the twisting up a notch. she twists her hair around her finger till it is pretty tight then pulls her finger out- making knots just like the ones you make when you are tying the end of embroidery floss. when she can't get the knots out she just pulls them out. it's gross and looks painful, but i think she is so used to it that her scalp is pretty tough. there is always a ton of hair on her pillow and sheets, i swear that her hair would be twice as thick if she didn't play with it so much.
her latest thing has been to ask me to roll her window down while in the car. which i do, then she throws something out the window. when i ask her what it was she tells me it was a knot. so friday when we came home from the beach i noticed two huge clumps of hair on her carseat. it was nasty, and looked like it was at least an eighth of the hair that was on her head. have i ever mentioned how much i hate hair? grosses me out, yuck. anyways, that night when she started twirling her hair as we were reading a bed time story we stopped mid-sentence and she got a hair cut.