Firefly - She calls it as she sees it

Gaining an hour with the time change means nothing when you have a 3 year old.
At 4:45 this morning Beth was rudely awakened by this comment: Mommy, I don't like your hair!  
Understandably, she tries to ignore The Fly.  Again, Mommy I don't like your hair!!  
Why? 
Because you have bedhead.  

They were up for the day, two hours before the sun was up, which meant two cups of espresso for Beth and two sets of Kipper on demand for Firefly.  I stayed in bed, still recovering from my swine flu vaccination.