Knot Genie Giveaway Winner!

As promised, it is time to announce the winner of the oh so awesome Knot Genie!  Alot of you were very interested in winning the Knot Genie, I imagine you all most have as much fun fighting with your daughters whilst brushing out their tangles!

Out of over 300 entries, I am happy to announce that Sharina Coon from Mobile Alabama is the lucky winner!  Congratulations!!

Sharina has twin daughters with very curly hair, so she has twice the fight when detangling.  Poor mami!  I hope that the Knot Genie works it’s magic for you, keep us updated!

Didn’t win this time?  You can still get your hands on your very own Knot Genie by visiting their website.  Just click HERE and check out all their awesome colors and pick one for yourself.  You won’t regret it!

Knot Genie Review & Giveaway!

Having a little girl with long hair means inevitably having  tangled hair.  Heck, having any hair of any length is bound to get a few tangles.  As I’m sure the mothers of daughters everywhere know, combing out the knots is pure torture, for brusher and brushee alike.  We use conditioner and tangle spray, sure, but it is still an effort sometimes to get the comb through.  Many a tear have been shed while de-tangling in this house.  Many, many tears.

So what’s a girl to do?  The way I see it, there are three options.  Option one, invest in ear plugs so you don’t have to listen to your daughter cry and tell you how you are evil and pulling out her hair on purpose.  Option two, shave her head.  Sure, it will take some getting used to, but no hair means no tangles, yay!  Option three, and perhaps far less extreme, get yourself a magical Knot Genie.

 

And I do mean magical.  The awesomeness is in the bristles, which effortless glide through even the nastiest of knots and tangles.  Better yet?  I noticed that when using the Knot Genie on Isabella’s hair, we only had about two or three hairs come out, compared to the giant clumps and broken hairs we would get with the standard brush or comb method.

 

The shape of the Knot Genie is pretty cool too, it fits very nicely in the palm of your hand for brushing, and fits my hand just as well as it does my seven year old’s.

 

She can even brush her hair herself!  That sounds silly, she is seven, but as I think most moms will agree, though they may try to brush out the tangles themselves, usually they end up making a big ol’ rat’s nest which means more tears and more hair clumps to be sacrificed.

 

Notice something missing from that picture?  No tear stained face!  No frown of disappointment!  I dare say, that girl is happy!  And that makes Mama happy.

Knot Genie is awesome.  I mean, really, awesome.  No batteries, no cords, no tears, just awesome.

How would you like to win one of your very own?  Just shoot me an email at livinglavidamommy @ gmail.com, (no spaces) and you are entered to win!  I will announce the winner on Wednesday, September 5, so you have until then to enter to win!  Buena suerte!

Check out Knot Genie and get your very own by checking out their website HERE.

“Like” Knot Genie on Facebook by clicking HERE.

Follow Knot Genie on Twitter by clicking HERE

 

The awesome folks at Knot Genie provided me with a Knot Genie at no charge for review purposes so I could share the magic of their product with my readers.  I was not compensated in any other way and  I really do think the Knot Genie is AWESOME!!

 

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Happy Birthday, Isabella!

My baby girl is seven years old today!  That is insanity.  I swear, it seems like only yesterday we were bringing her home from the hospital.  It’s cliche’ but true!

Isabella was the swaddle baby.  She refused to even entertain the thought of sleep without being tightly bound as a baby burrito.  Half the time, she would wake up unwrapped, as you see in the photo above.

Being my first baby girl, of course I took, and take, every chance I get to dress her up.  She was like a little doll, with those gorgeous baby blues and her pretty little outfits.

They grow up so fast!  On the eve of her third birthday, she left all of her binkies for the Binky Fairy.  I still have a ziplock bag full of her giant binky stash.  The fairy left her a new bracelet and a book, and she never looked back!  Well, that is until Noah was born and there were new pacifiers in the house.  I caught her sneaking them every once in a while.

Sweet as these curls are, they aren’t natural.  They came from sleeping in foam rollers overnight.  Aren’t they adorable?  I have naturally curly hair and had hoped she would get my curls.  Her hair could not be more straight.  That’s okay though, her hair is gorgeous and definitely fun to style and play with!

My Bella ballerina is going to be a star.  She has said that since she could talk, and she is most definitely already a star in her mama’s eyes.

Happy Birthday, sweet girl!  You are AWESOME!!

That thing that goes at the end of a sentence

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Ya know, a period.  Been lots of period talk lately.  I received an invitation to a “Period Party” in my inbox from Nickelodeon.  A fun way to talk to my daughters about menstruation!  Erm…

Then I received a flyer in the mail, also referring to the “Period Party” and advertising special tween pads and liners with pretty little hearts and stars all over them.  Uhhh….

My baby girls are 6 and almost 1.  I don’t like even thinking about my own period, and now I need to start telling them the wonders of their own?  So soon?

*sigh*

I decided too soon is better than too late and I ever so calmly in passing told Bella about her impending acceptance into womanhood.  I was very awesomely cool about it.  That’s just my way.  I told her it’s a good thing to get your period because that means your body is working like it’s supposed to.  I also told her that it means that one day she will be able to have babies of her very own.  After she graduates from medical school and marries a doctor and is financially stable and well into her thirties.

She asked if boys get periods.  “Nope.  Only girls, that’s is one of the many ways we are better than boys.”  We both giggled at that.  The truth is funny.

She didn’t seem scared or freaked out, and I told her she could ask me questions any time she wants.  Then I gave her a cookie and we went to Build A Bear.

True story.