This is one of my favorite things ever, when Dads do their little girls’ hair.
I see a little girl with an elastic headband wrapped around her forehead like Olivia Newton-John getting physical and I know.
I know Dad did it.
And pigtails, forget about it, Dads don’t even try them. They go for straight for a single ponytail that shoots out of the back of that poor little princess’ head like the firing end of a rocket engine. You know what I’m talking about. You’ve seen it.
In addition to the aforementioned headbands and ponytails, there will often be some unfortunate attempt to hold any escapee hair away from the face. If you are an observer like me, you will recognize that this is usually achieved by one, and only one, hair clip awkwardly placed.
I’m not judging. I love Dads. I love Dads who do little girls’ hairs. I love seeing little girls whose Dads did their hairs.
Yet here is where it gets weird; I firmly believe that Dads are wholly capable of creating a decent hairstyle on their daughters.
(cue eerie music)