marissaag1
The flavor of the medicine I had to take for strep throat every year when I was a kid. I hear it's actually quite delicious when served fresh, but I simply cannot bring myself to even sniff mango... to me, it just tastes like illness, doctor's offices, and a terribly, terribly sore throat!
Long hair takes more than just a good comb... it takes a gentle hand and lots of tenderness to get through. The snarls and knots can be intimidating to all but the most motherly hands and a sweet, soft, delicious smelling crown of hair is the best reward.
The edge of the blanket, frayed, worn, loved. Evidence of a lifetime of snuggles, tears sopped up, sweet dreams granted. A child's best friend.