JD and I have unfortunate hair. It's wavy and coarse and wiry. Think Caucasian fro. Then add some humidity frizz and you're starting to get the picture. Our hair is wild and unmanageable in its natural state. I only wash it every 3 days or so because I hate dealing with it. Plus, the natural oils tend to relax it a bit. When I was pregnant, we often played the I-wonder-what-she's-going-to-look-like game and no matter what combinations of eye color and height we could come up with, we knew she would have terrible hair.
When Beatrice was first born, her hair was black and always greasy. We washed it and tried to keep our fingers out of it, but her head was a grease slick.
Then it got fluffy and we thought we were out of the woods and maybe, just maybe, she would escape our hair curse.
The fluff started to show signs of unmanageability.....
So we accessorized.
The longer it got, the wilder it became.
Some days it looks pretty normal.
But there is no escaping the truth, this girl has wild hair like her parents.
Poor girl, it's her destiny.