Lucy usually hates when I fix her hair. Today, she wanted every bow in sight to be on her head. We were in her bedroom and she started pointing to bows and I started clipping them to her hair. The outcome was remarkable. That's why I am here...making remarks.
After a bit, she started pulling them out. We put them back in her room, but she continued to choose more. In the end, she came out with only the essential two.
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