Hairy

Yesterday we were sitting on the patio. The kiddo is standing beside me, playing with my hair. 

Her: Grandma how do you get your hair like that?

Me: Like what?

Her: With that curly part here.

My forelock kind of droops/swoops over my forehead. 

Me: Well, I brush my hair back when it's wet, and the universe does tthe rest. 

Her: I've dreamed about having hair like that!

I want to be that easily awed. I want the fall of my hair to be simply something that I dream about having. Instead I dream of naps. LOL!