I’ve never been a big fan of chewing gum. I’ve always seen it as a product with a low return on investment. I can usually chew a piece for five or ten minutes before it loses enough flavor that I feel like I’m chewing on a piece of rubber. I may as well just dip a bouncy ball in some sugar and suck on that for a while.
Now that I have children, I am even less a fan of gum. They like to chew it, then take it out of their mouth to play with. It inevitably ends up in the carpet, stuck in some bedding, or even worse, stuck in their hair. This is exactly what happened yesterday.
Holly told Hannah that she could have a treat. Apparently, there is a pack of gum somewhere in this house that Hannah was aware of so she chose this to satisfy her sweet tooth. After a few minutes, she decided that she wanted to save the gum for later so she filled up a toy bowl with water and placed the gum inside, letting it float there begging to escape. Eventually, its escape plans were successful and the wad of gum made its way into Hannah’s hair. All of this happened while I was at work so I was unaware of the situation.
Last night, as I was getting Hannah ready for bed, she pointed out the fact that there was a huge wad of gum stuck in one of her ponytails. I looked at it and decided that since Holly was the one to give Hannah the gum, she would be the one to take it out. Unfortunately, Holly was working so Hannah ended up sleeping with gum in her hair.
This morning, Holly broke out the peanut butter and started working on the gum. The entire time, I kept thinking of two things: when Lisa got gum in her hair on The Simpsons and when Michael from The Office got gum in his hair. Both are very funny images to be running through a person’s mind. Fortunately, the gum was removed without the use of scissors and Hannah now has silky smooth, hair that still has a slight scent of peanut butter. Mmm… peanut butter…
And that, my friends, is why I don’t like chewing gum.
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