Hair

One day Grayson and I sat on the floor in his room naming body parts. (It sounds weird but anyone with a toddler knows what I'm talking about). I'm pointing to my nose, "Grayson what is this?" and "Where is your nose?" and so forth. After naming eyes, nose, ears, mouth, teeth, shirt, shoes I turn to a stuffed animal and asked "Where is Jack's (the name of a stuffed horse of his) nose"? And he points at it, "Where is Jack's hair"? Grayson looks at me funny, gets up and walks out of his room. I am curious and follow. I follow him all the way into my bathroom where he had opened my bottom drawer and pulled out my Chi flat iron. I kid you not he was sitting on the floor running the flat iron through Jack's hair. Hilarious. Kids - You gotta love them.