Stop me if you’ve heard this before: Today I dyed part of Chloe’s hair blue.
Here’s proof:
In the “Book of Parenting” that lists all of the things that you will likely do at some point or another during your time as a parent, this was unlisted.
It was the first time I took on a task of this nature and likely the last. I also didn’t do this alone. My wife helped a lot and Julianna helped with the final rinse.
To those of you who have never done this before, let me lay out the steps because when you’ve got some of the obsessive/compulsive tendencies that I have, its pretty important to really understand ALL of the steps:
- Be a little bit crazy
- Have time on your hands (thanks COVID-19)
- Find the section in the grocery store where the hair dye kits are and figure out what the hell you’re looking at and the differences between 35 different shades of brown and the 1 blue.
- FaceTime your daughter to make sure you get the right thing for fear of the wrath you’ll incur if you don’t
- Get embarrassed looks from other shoppers who are trying to maintain a reasonable distance but are so fascinated by what they are witnessing that they can’t help but watch
- Fake laugh after you hang up and said shoppers give you a pity “oh that’s so cute”
- Get home and feel a moment of success when your daughter validates that you not only got the necessary groceries, but you also got the correct hair dye
- Pick the time when this whole thing is going down
- Take a Xanax
- Have a pep talk with your daughter and let her know that this is the first time you’ve done this and there will be no complaints if and when it goes bad and that you’ll be doing the best you can and she will have to sit really still for a long time and she can’t get mad at you no matter what happens and by the way, if it does go bad, no problem, we’ll just cut off the ruined hair
- Have another pep talk with your daughter reminding her of what you just told her so that she really understands because the last time, even though you said it out loud, was really for YOU and not for her
- Get a trash bag and throw up in it
- Get another trash bag and make a hole in the bottom and holes in the sides for her head and arms
- Brush out her hair
- Wrap a piece of masking tape (my wife’s great idea) around the hair at the line where you want to stop coloring
- Breathe
- Put the gloves on that come with the kit (you’ll see why in a second)
- Make the bleach concoction and panic because the instructions say that once you mix it, if you haven’t already cut the tip off the bottle, you better hurry because it might blow up
- Panic more because it then says that you have 2 minutes to Mission: Impossible that shit all over her hair making you think you’re going to start a fire if you don’t…
- …and also, don’t touch it, don’t smell it, don’t get it on your clothes, your face, your scalp, your arms, her arms, her scalp, her face, her clothes, your counter, the chair, the floor, the dog, the sink, the ceiling, the walls, or anything else because it will burn holes in things
- Reflect for the briefest of seconds on what happens if any of those things happen and why anyone would want to go through this effort to just “prime” the hair
- Apply (with your wife’s help) the explosive bleach concoction to area below the tape line as fast as you can but also very slowly as to not do any of the things listed in #20 because like it said, you only have 2 minutes before the world ends
- Stop holding your breath
- Finish painting the hair and then set a timer for 10 minutes but, and I can’t emphasize this enough, do not let it go even a second over 10 minutes for fear of totally ruining her hair forever, or something
- Walk around your kitchen with your gloves still on but your hands up in the air as if you’re about to enter an operating room because your gloves have bleach on them and you need the gloves for the next part and you don’t have other gloves
- Ask Alexa how many more minutes are left on the FUCKING timer about 50 times
- When the timer goes off, get the hair under the sink, get the masking tape off, run some “lukewarm” water, as if a sink can actually do anything other than cold or piping hot, and rinse that bleach out
- Black out
- Ask someone (my wife in this case) to blow dry the hair so its totally dry, because according to the instructions, its strictly forbidden to move on to the next step unless the hair is bone dry
- Continue to pace around the kitchen with your operating room pose while you wait for what feels like an eternity to get the patient back in the chair
- With the patient back in the chair, now with dry hair, get that tape back on her head, just a tiny bit above the bleach line, so you can paint the real stuff on
- Give the pep talk one last time because, this is it
- Shake that Electric Blue bottle for a minute to make sure its the right consistency
- Start squeezing that color all over the hair
- Worry that you won’t have enough color to get to all the hair leaving your child looking like a zebra
- Do it delicately at the beginning because you don’t want to miss a single hair
- Evolve to splattering it all over the area to be covered and using your hands to just smear Electric Blue everywhere
- Have someone come check your work and make sure you haven’t missed anything
- You’ve missed things
- Go over the areas again and again
- Fend off your wife when she suggests that we also paint Chloe’s eyebrows blue
- Keep painting until you feel like you’re about to pass out
- Pass out
- Come to and realize that you are just about finished
- Finish and set another timer for 45 minutes and order your daughter to sit still with her iPad and NOT do TikTok moves
- Finally take the stupid gloves off
- Pick up the bottle of color and throw it away
- Immediately realize you should have left the gloves on for that part because now you’re a doofus and have Electric Blue on your hand
- Thanks to your obsessive/compulsive stuff, drop everything you’re doing and get help finding vinegar and/or nail polish remover and get that Electric Blue off of your hand
- Expose bone because you’ve cleaned your hand so hard
- Wait
- Wait
- Wait more
- When the timer is up, rinse and shampoo the hair again
- Ask someone (my wife in this case) to blow dry the hair
- Be told you can’t see the outcome because she wants a “big reveal”
- Get the big reveal
- See how happy she is
- Sit down to eat dinner
- Watch her rush through her dinner…
- So she can FaceTime her friends to show them her hair
- Don’t see her the rest of the night
See? In just 62 easy steps, you too can feel totally insane.