The other night at dinner, the kids had this conversation:
Adelie: "Mom, why is your hair curly?"
Staley: "I wouldn't call it curly. I think it's more frizzy."
Briggs: "Does frizzy mean messy? Because it's kind of messy."
Staley: "I wouldn't call it curly. I think it's more frizzy."
Briggs: "Does frizzy mean messy? Because it's kind of messy."
There is nothing like the honesty of children to keep you humble.