“Do I have anything on my face?” I asked my Mom my usual question before exiting her car.
She gave me a thorough once-over & delivered a critique like no other I’ve ever gotten.
“Just make sure to tuck your ears in your hat,” she advised me. Apparently my cute new summer hat, a straw one with a black ribbon with a bow around the brim, wasn’t as appealing on my head with my ears folded over.
“I can fly!” exclaimed the woman who raised me. “I can fly!” She was immensely enjoying herself poking fun at my presumably-strange-looking-bent-ears appearance. All in good cheer.
By Your 3rd Daughter, 5.11.16