Saturday, May 15, 2010

Bad Hair Day

In the early evening, Tyler ran his fingers through my hair.

"Hey, Mommy, there's lunch in your hair."

Slightly alarmed, a quick mental slideshow scrolled through my mind, reviewing all the places I had been since lunchtime, all with an unidentified something in my hair. I immediately began fishing through my curly mane to find it.


He reached above my ear and retrieved something he recognized.

"Yep. I put it there. At lunchtime."

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