Tangles

Zibbi has been very into brushing my hair as of late. I know I know it sounds peaceful and wonderful. And I am kind of excited about the possibility that she will grow up and be a hair stylist. (If Ben becomes a chef and Lotta an actress I'm pretty much all set).

I could really use that professional help. Anyway. The reason the brushing is not so peaceful is because Zibbi also likes to brush my ears. When I begin to protest she says "tangles" with a heavy sigh. I think her favorite part of the whole activity is requesting for me to look up or down. Or put on my glasses or take them off. Or close my eyes. Hair styling is much bossier than I imagined. And is the youngest supposed to be this bossy?!?