“Mama, my hair is definitely all tanglish. You need to comb it.”
– Emily, unhappy with her own painful attempts to comb her hair after bath
Month: December 2001
Brushing Emily’s hair in the morning
“Emily, you have hair just like Mama’s– soft, smooth, shiny… and you can’t do a thing with it.”
– Mama, trying to get all Emily’s slippery hair in a neat pony tail
“Mama, I can do one thing with my hair.”
– Emily
“What’s that?”
– Mama
“I can put a hat on it!”
– Emily