Tonight I was sitting on the couch when baby V climbed up to give me a hug. She was holding a battery operated train,which was, of course, turned on. The train's wheels got stuck in my hair, and I couldn't see to turn off the switch, so it just became more and more entangled, until it finally turned off on it's own. I was left with my scalp burning, and a chunk of hair hung in each of the front two wheels. I pried out as much hair as I could, before finally having to cut the train out.
So the questions of the night are:
A) Will Bertie the Bus ever run again? He'll have to be disassembled to get all the hair out.
And more importantly:
B) Am I going to have to go get a haircut tomorrow? I'm hoping the missing piece will blend in with the layers, but it's too soon to tell....
Anyway, I just thought I'd share a story that would actually be pretty funny, if it hadn't have happened to me.
P.S. I'm hashing out a schedule of sorts, to help me remember to post hopefully relevant topics on a more regular basis. Look for it in the next couple of days.