I grew up with three little sisters, so I understand the premise of the problem. Here’s a tip I might use if we ever have a girl…though the thought is slightly unfathomable.
What to Do With All Those Hair Thingys
Jonathan Edwards
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Before having girls, I would have crassly quipped, “just shave the kidlets head till she can take care of her own hair-thingys.” Then the girls came! A glory of a woman, and a girl, truly is her hair.