Dirty Old Knots

This morning I was brushing Kaeley’s tangled hair. She was wincing and jumping. I was, for my credit, trying to be gentle. I was saying that a bath tonight would be beneficial to getting the tangles out. She gasped and said, “Oh, Mommy! I know what will help! Let’s pray to God, because He says He’ll provide.” I kid you not. That’s what she said. I told her to go ahead and pray. After praying thanks for everything that He created and some other stuff she concluded with, “… and will you please provide and get these dirty old knots out of my hair?”