Sarah hates having her hair dried after her bath ever night.
And I don't blame her because I hate drying it.
Her hair is long and tangles easily. It's hard to brush even with our trusty friend Johnson and Johnson's No More Tears.
But we have to do it. Her hair is thin so if she goes to bed with it damp she wakes up with these bizarre waves all over her heard.
So her hair must be washed and dried.
Last night, Sarah was extra tired so she whined and cried the whole time I was drying her hair. I sang "You Are My Sunshine" the whole time the hair dryer was on.
My singing served two purposes. It was an attempt to both calm her down and perhaps drown out the whining and crying a little.
At the end of it, I helped her put on her Hannah Montana pj's and I carried her to her room.
And then she laid her head on my shoulder she said, "You're the best momma I've ever had."
And I said the only thing a momma can say after that. "Sarah, you're the best baby girl I've ever had."