Setting: The girls and I are at the Asotin Football field watching Trent practice his football for 2 (very long) hours. Caitrin wanted to "mess" with my hair. Anything to entertain a 3 year old. I am playing a game on my cell phone.
Caitrin: MOM!! I told you to sit still!! (as she reefing on my head)
Me: I didn't move. You're the one moving my head.
Caitrin: I know.
She starts "combing" my hair with her fingers. Of course she's pulled out a handful of my hair. I winced in pain at one point.
Caitrin: Oh Mama. Don't be scared. It's okay.
I just grin and bear it, thinking myself "oh, I'm not scared, just afraid of loosing all my hair"
It's nice to know that if all else fails she could get a job at Helga's House of Pain.
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