I just said something to Abby that is probably wrong, but I’m going to blog it because I was so amused. We had finished brushing her teeth and she whipped her head forward to spit out the toothpaste. A small bit of her hair flopped into the sink (no toothpaste made contact). And with movie star-like brilliance I said, “Abby, watch out. With great hair comes great responsibility…”

It was touching, I could have won an academy award or something.