Ikester had a rough night. Long ago, I would lay down with him and just tell him stories. Tonight was one of those nights when he needed major mommy time and I had energy to give it. We had only a small lamp on and it was nice and comfy in that twin bed. (I am telling you... I was hard pressed to stay awake!) He was super curious about my hair or lack there of....
Ike: Let me feel under that scarf.
Me: It is mighty prickly under there....are you sure you want to?
Ike: Yep....let me feel it.
So he slid his hand under the side and started giggling.
Ike: You're right. Is it growing back?
Me: Don't know.
Ike: Let me SEE it. (This is huge because I haven't let anyone but my sister and Joe see my head)
I pulled the scarf off half way and his eyes got really big.
Ike: OHHHHH.
Me: thank you for not laughing.
Ike: Would that hurt your feelings if I laughed?
Me: Maybe
Ike: Cause I really want to laugh......
We both busted out in giggles....how can you get mad at him?
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