Kaitlyn has a very special talent. If there is a piece of stray hair to be found, no matter how invisible to the naked eye, she will find it.
And she will immediately begin whining, "Hay-ur! Hay-ur!"
As if the hair is a spider crawling up her leg. Or like she has fallen into some really icky substance and she can't get it off of her.
It's quite a tragedy.
Sometimes we find the offending hair. Sometimes we pretend to find the hair. Yeah, it's a little sneaky, but it works.
Kaitlyn is also a master at finding kitty hair around the house. We have hardwood floors throughout most of the house, so the cat hair collects in these annoying little balls all over the place - especially on the stairs.
There are times when it takes her five entire minutes to come down the stairs because she has to stop at every ball of kitty hair and declare: "EMMY! HAY-UR!" Then she stoops down to pick it up, so she can give to me. And I always say,
I see it honey.
Leave it there.
It's ok - I promise. You can leave it there and mommy will sweep the stairs later.
Maybe I should turn that into a song, a la Phoebe Buffay. It could be "Smelly Cat, Part 2" (a.k.a. "Leave the Hair There!")
I'm going to stop myself before this post gets any weirder.