Pretty hair

I was walking by Trevan in the living room one day, and he looked at me and said, (in his sweetest, most sincere voice), "Mom, I really like your hair like that!" I must have given him a confused look, because he then added, "with that big curl in the middle!"

My hand instinctively went to feel the top of my head, and then I remembered... I often rest my glasses on the top of my head (a trait I probably learned from my father), and they often get caught in my hair.

I told Trevan thank you, and that he was pretty silly.