Chloe (age 2) and I spent the morning at a local park in the warm sunshine.

We laughed and took pictures of how her thin, baby hair would stand straight up after she zoomed down one of the many slides.

I tried to explain static electricity to her while giggling at her faux-hawk.

“Staddick?”

Yes honey–static.

“Mommy, my hair is staddick, but my heart is just yours.”