It's really humid here in Rage City and my thick, coarse wavy/curly hair has me looking like a heavy metal chia pet.
Today was the first day of our first Summer theatre camp and one of the kids is from an intensive I did this Spring. Every time she sees me, she gleefully calls my name and pounces me for hugs. One time she makes me stop so she can pet my hair and coo:
"Your hair is so pretty!...you just need some water to smooth it down."