Shawn and I are going on a date tonight for our anniversary, and when I came downstairs just now I asked Ry if she thought I looked okay, and would Daddy think I looked pretty?
"Well...I mean, I like what you're wearing it looks good, but , well, you know...I don't want you to get your feelings hurt, it's just, well, I really like it when you wear a dress better and when your hair is long and pretty."
"So I need to either wear a dress or grow my hair, huh?"
"Well, you wouldn't have to wear a dress. You could wear that shirt. "
"Just so long as my hair is long, right?"
"YES! Okay? YES! I LIKE YOUR HAIR LONG!!!GROW IT PLEASE!"
(laughing)"Hey, I want it long, too, but there's not much I can do to make it grow faster."
"I know,"folding her hands, "Dear God, please let my mom's hair grow!"