Little guy: "Mom, your hair's not the same on both sides."
Me: Yeah, I'm gonna braid the other side, too. You may have to tell me stuff like this when I get older and I end up going out looking like this."
Little guy: "That'd be funny."
Me: "You could walk with me and explain that I'm your crazy mom."
Little guy: "No way...I'd walk behind you and ask, 'Who's the crazy lady?'"
Good to know he's got a plan.
Dave's grandma's monkey and my childhood owl nightlight...
they're kitchen shelf besties.