We had a discussion about hair-washing procedures at dinner this evening. (Yep. Unconventional topics, table for five.) The conversation was prompted mostly by Isaac's duck-like hair (seriously, it repels water. It's fascinating) and Brady's sweaty, post-baseball clinic mop, but both boys seemed stymied by what, exactly, they were supposed to do, so Adam decided to wash their hair in the kitchen sink. (You know, just because.)
Afterward, Abby offered to do the combing work. Although Brady aggressively rejected the offer, Isaac went along for the ride. So she parted and combed. And they shared what I would probably call A Moment.
I know she feels left out of the mix sometimes since Isaac and Brady spend a lot of time together, Adam and I are, well, married, and her buddy is in Heaven, so it was good for my heart to see her feel included. (Even if it was in a very silly kind of way.)
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