Daddy, can you get the hair out of my face?

I love my daughter, and I really should take the time to learn how to properly put her hair in a scrunchy/hair tie/rubber-band at the the top of her head, but I will readily admit that most of the time I let it hang in her face. (Occasionally I will clip it to the side.)

I know that to everyone else she probably looks like a rag-a-muffin (not to me, of course), but she never seems to mind.

Seatbelt, Mommy!

When Noah was little, Melissa encouraged him to always remind her to put on her seatbelt. Today, he found a funny way to remind her. It went like this:

Noah: Mommy, I have a question.

Melissa: Ok, what's your question?

Noah: It's called, "Put on your seatbelt."