My daughter thinks I’m Rapunzel. Sure, I have long hair. But, that’s no excuse to pull, yank, eat, chew and try to climb it … right?
As soon as she’s done beating me up and yanking out my hair … she looks at me so innocently. And I can’t help but laugh. Besides, it’s my fault. I need to learn to have hair ties in every single room of my house. I’ll learn my lesson soon enough – or, I’ll go bald trying.