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Go ahead, run your fingers through my hair

I love it when people play with my hair. Love. Love. Love. I thought everyone loved this, but then I asked a whole lot of friends, and they said they didn't. They're seriously missing out. I have this memory of me laying in my mom's lap in this room with big black bookshelves and storage shelfs, and plants, and her playing with my hair. I can't think of any place I've been with big black bookshelves and storage shelves and plants though. I don't know if this actually even happened. But it's a nice memory.

I still love laying on my mom's lap and her playing with my hair. And I love it when the bestby plays with my hair. He finally learned how to do it right. Yep there's a right and a wrong way. One of those little moments that make me happy. :)

So do turkey stakes. And fry sauce. Frozen yogurt. Spending time with my family. My brother coming home. And the bestby with my family, eating turkey stakes dipped in fry sauce after frozen yogurt. It was a sweet day. Full of little things that make me happy. Have to love the little things. There is beauty all around, you just have to keep your eyes open.
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