I had a great hair day. After doing my Frieda impression in the mirror, I asked for confirmation from Knight, who agreed. Like he ever *doesn't* like my hair. :)
So then I teased the boys that each of them needed to come and tell their mama how beautiful her hair was today. Tigger ignored me. I looked no different to Critter, who is like Knight, in that he always just sees me, rather than how I appear.
I didn't bother to ask Flar, since he would mention a comb.
But then, I unexpectedly got to see Ro on my way to work, dropping off Knight. And she completely unprompted commented on how great my hair looked today.
Oh, and there was that whole, sensitve, loving, sensible, put my enormous fears to rest comfort and acceptance and oooh, with the stroking... on Tuesday night.
And now, I should sleep, before doing irreparable harm to my bounty of an early night from work.