Tonight CEM begged to have her hair curly for school tomorrow, I did what any good mom would do and pulled out the soft curlers (they were pink in my day).
My house guests were concerned about how she would sleep. Are you kidding? Rae Young was my mom. Every Saturday night the pink curlers came out and there was no complaining. We were told more than once that it was the price of beauty.
Not only did I have no sympathy for CEM, but it appears from her smile that she has been trained well.