Shampoo Deb?

Mom had four small girls between two and six years old, was the pastor's wife, helped to care for Grandpa George after his stroke, and she was also pregnant with Juanetta. So it is understandable that she would need to rest a few minutes while we played right outside. 

Mom said she lay across the bed and listened to our chatter as we played on the porch. She didn't think much about it when she heard me ask, "Debbie,  do you want me to wash your hair?" But her rest was over when shortly afterward Deb came through the door and said, "Momma, Annette put that stuff on my hair."  Mom saw a brown, sticky, semi-liquid running down Deb's hair and got up to investigate its source. When she walked onto the porch she realized that she had set Grandpa's tobacco juice spit can there, thinking she would empty it later. Hopefully tobacco shampoo won't give Deb cancer. 

Mom has always had a weak stomach, so you can imagine her gagging while washing Deb's hair.