I was washing my little girl’s hair yesterday and out of the blue I started singing this song. I haven’t done that since I was a little girl myself. Growing up, we watched a lot of old movies (which weren’t quite as old back then) and I loved South Pacific. I still can sing most of the songs from it. Anyways, after seeing this movie as a little girl I would sing this song every time I washed my hair. My mother would sing it along with me too. No one knew though, that when I sang it, I was trying to wash my daddy out of my hair. Not my stepfather, but my biological father who had left us. I wanted him outta my hair, I wanted to stop loving him so that I could stop missing him.
My little girl latched onto the snappy tune right away and at I first I felt bad about passing it on but then I realized that is quite a snappy little tune and that her daddy will always be here for her, no matter what. And that makes me a very happy mommy.






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June 15, 2009 at 4:22 am
Jolie
Isn’t it the most amazing thing when fathers are trustworthy? I’m so glad your little girl has a great dad. I, too, wished I could stop missing my dad as a kid. It took me 30 years to “get him out of my hair” or to at least reach a point that I don’t tie my emotions to his actions. Yay for great husbands, and good fathers.
Yay indeed! (And yay for us for choosing good men.)
June 15, 2009 at 5:09 pm
Greenwoman2007
Love the marshmallow image on this page. *smiles* And I think every woman washes a man out of her hair sooner or later. Its not a bad lesson to teach about bouncing back. ((hugs))
Those marshmellows were SO YUMMY!!! And you’re right, at some point along the way there’s gonna be some man you wash outta your hair… ;)