Got Moo?

The topic of conversation this morning at breakfast was mostly about the storm. They were fascinated by the wind whipping around the grill on the deck. I think Shaylen was afraid that it would blow away.

As our Cheerios were being consumed, however, Shaylen looked at me and asked, "Mommy, are you going to put moo in your hair?"

"Moo in my hair?"

"Are you going to put moo in your hair today?"

"Shaylen, what is 'moo'?"

"Moo."

I sat and thought a while. What would I put in my hair that she would call "moo"?

Then it dawned on me.

Mousse!