Mini: My ears are bald.
Me: You and the Short Kid keep wrestling around in that fleece blanket. I told you the static would knot up your hair.
Mini: Did you forget the part about my being Chinese royalty?
Me: Of course not, Your Royal Hiney.
Mini: The cats are laughing at me.
Me: At least your ears don’t resemble something they’ve coughed up anymore.
Mini: Bring me a cookie.
I’d hand over the cookies. Never mess with a girl having a bad hair day.
Hair or no hair, still cute as a bug…
OMG — that SMILE. Or grimace, whatever. :lmao:
Her toothy grin makes me grin too.