Silly Putty Fiasco

Sunday mornings are busy in our house.  Since Kevin is a pastor, he needs to spend some time Sunday mornings studying and preparing for the upcoming service, and he also leaves to get to church a bit earlier than us.  Because of that, he kind of does his own thing.  And so I get the girls ready for church.  I probably should wake up earlier to get going, but I really like an extra few minutes of sleep, so Sunday mornings are pretty rushed. :)  We always get to church about 15-30 minutes before the service starts, but there aren't any extra minutes to spare at home.

So this morning, when I walked into the living room to start getting Kate ready, I was not prepared for her to tell me "Mom, I got something in my hair."  THIS is what I saw.

That is silly putty, and it is ALL in her hair.  This is the only picture I took, but this was just the front part that you can see.  There was at least this much more wrapped up on the underside of her hair too.  She apparently went to bed holding the silly putt and in the middle of the night.... well, it ended up like this.  

Google was no help (FYI - conditioner and olive oil don't help) but my Facebook friends came to the rescue.  If you ever run into this in your house, JIF is your friend.  Peanut butter seemed to do the trick and an hour and a half later, I finally got the comb all the way through her hair.  

Prior to trying the JIF, I honestly thought Kate was going to have to get it cut out of her hair.  She wasn't upset about that, but wanted to make sure that the Silly Putty was saved.  I assured her that she didn't need to worry about that, because Silly Putty is no longer allowed at our house.  Ever. 

Oh and PS - We still made it to church on time.