When My Mom Tells Me To Do Something...

...I always do it.

It's perhaps why I'm her favorite child.  I've always done every single thing my mother ever requested.

I don't know why my children aren't more like me in this regard...

I was telling my mom about Emma's freshy cute new haircut and she told me to put a picture of her on my blog.

I love running my fingers through her newly shorn hair and Emma told me that bugs her when people do that.

See, since I'm such a stellar and obedient daughter, I would let my mom run her fingers through my hair all day long if she wanted to.

Your hair may be cute, Miss Emma, but you're not the daughter I am.

No one is.