I tell you what, these blog post titles for this little phase with Spencer just write themselves. I can’t tell you how many times I snorted at yesterday’s post title, “Hair’s the Problem.” Probably because we live in Kentucky, and sometimes “Here” sounds a lot like “Hair.” Annnnnyway…
So yesterday I told you how Spencer is obsessed with my hair and it’s causing some issues at bedtime, namely that he wants his hands in my hair CONSTANTLY when he is sleeping. He was just waking up in the middle of the night and coming to our room to snuggle at night but now he doesn’t want to go to sleep unless he is playing with my hair.
I thought it might be worth it to try getting him a little doll with long hair that he could run his hands through at night instead of mine. Maybe he’ll be fooled by it, I thought. Last night, I stopped in a local discount store and found this lovely little doll for $4. Surely it’s worth a try for $4, right?
I got home after the boys were asleep, but when I peeked in at them, I placed the little doll in his toddler bed with her hair near his hands thinking he might feel it if he started to wake and go back to sleep. Unfortunately, I didn’t think that he and the doll would prefer to be properly introduced before he should be expected to run his hands through her luxurious locks all night, and about 30 minutes after I went to bed, he appeared at the edge of my bed, wanting to get in bed.
I was finally able to scoop him up and we sat on the bed and I let him see that the doll could not talk, she could not hurt him, and “Oooooh, look at her pretty hair!” I helped him touch her (totally rad) bangs and then said “And look at her ponytail!” at which he turned her over, looked at the little doll’s backside, giggled, and said “She no have a tail, Mommy!” True. She definitely does not have a tail.
I figured it was time for the doll to get a real name, so I asked Spencer what we should name his doll. “Ummmm…My Dolly.” “Oh. Should she have a real, girly name? Like Lucy or Annie or something?” “No. My Dolly.” Okay, Dolly it is.
I think the two of them have hit it off now. I’ve witnessed him playing with her hair and when we went to run a quick errand this morning, he asked to take Dolly with him (much to my husband’s chagrin). We are going to try to keep Dolly in his bed, just for naps and bedtime, but as I told my husband, “They need to get acquainted. Just for today.” I think he believes me to be taking this a bit too seriously. Nonsense, I say.
Come back soon and find out what happens next in the saga of Dolly’s hair. I have yet to see if Dolly will solve any of the sleep issues we’re having, but I am hopeful!