I was singing while playing the piano this morning when Nathaniel came up to stand by me. I felt all warm and fuzzy that one of my most favorite people was standing with me while I did one of my most favorite things. I turned at one point to gaze lovingly upon him, and discovered that he was sucking on my hair. He had picked up a few ends of my long hair and stuck them in his mouth without me realizing what he was doing. I grabbed my hair back and said something profound like, "Ew, gross!".
I should have known better, though, because for little boys that is like the ulitmate compliment. For the next several minutes I had to keep dodging my head around to keep my hair from him while still playing and singing. I could have simply stood up, or swept my hair up in a knot on my head...but it was more fun this way.
And besides, who am I to complain? I bite and lick people with alarming regularity.
But only if I really like them.
Hm.
"Oh, Nathaniel! Can you come here for a minute?"
