Just had to write a quick note so I would remember Lynnea’s little songs she makes up. I was working on a lesson for church and hear Lynnea singing about her pink hair. She was playing with a pink shawl and draping it over her head as though it was her hair.
"My hair is all pink, my hair is all pink, my hair is all pink and it will never change to brown. Unless I ask for Christmas for it to be brown, and then it will be brown." Wish I could capture her singing so you could hear the tune. Pretty funny.