My brothers may remember the title of this post as one of the songs we had to learn how to play out of the John W. Schaum Red Piano Book. But it also accurately refers to RUS's hair on a regular basis. The kid loves--I mean loves--to put food in his hair. Just about every meal ends when he starts taking his food and smearing and smushing it in his hair. Or pouring the last dredges of whatever was in his cup on his head. Or doing the classic baby pose with his bowl sitting upended on his head.
I can't decide if I'd rather have a kid who throws food off the high chair (like R used to do) or smears it in their hair (like RUS).
What do you think?
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The R type is easily addressed with a dog or two. :-) Although some how I think my dog wouldn't mind licking a kid either.
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