I think my kid was trying to tell me something...

Tonight, when I was getting the little man ready for bed, he looked at the ol' glider and said "Mommy's chair is falling apart".(I guess, he remembers my husband and I discussing the chair.) I said "yeah, it will be OK.". Then he took both of his hands and put them in my hair and said, "Mommy's hair is falling apart, too". At first, I laughed, then I took a look in the mirror and thought, he's right my hair looks like shit, it is falling apart. So thanks, little guy for letting mommy know that she is in need of a magic session with Adam. Let's just hope that when he is older, he learns to keep his opinions about his girlfriend's jacked up hair to himself!