Let me start by telling you that Natalie is ridiculously afraid of little "fuzzes." You know, the little bits of this and that you find on the carpet, clinging to your shirt, you find them pretty much everywhere. She sees them and screams, "Whaaaat is thaaaat!? It's a buuuuuug!" Then we have to pick it up and show her that it's nothing, definitely not a bug, and to not flip out about it. I try to explain to her that it's going to be a long life if she has that reaction with every bit of lint that crosses her path. With this as a background...
A few days ago we are sitting at the kitchen table and she tilts her head and says, "Why you have a bug in your hair?"
Me, imagining some small piece of nothing stuck in my hair, "I don't. It's nothing." I keep eating.
Natalie, very calmly: "Why you have a bug in yo hair?"
Me: "It's not a bug Natalie." Eat more.
She keeps looking, I start to get curious. "What color is it Natalie?"
"Pink and white," she says.