While out with the household last week, I noticed in an off-hand sort of way that Lala had brought her braid forward while talking to a couple of guys. I didn’t think anything of it, but evidently she had.
“I wasn’t really preening,” she told me later. “I was just showing off my hair.”
“That’s preening,” I reminded her with a puzzled tilt of my head.
“I know!” she exclaimed with a flustered sigh.
