Dad is my go-to parent for horseplay, but I don't want to give you the impression that Mom never gets silly with me, because that couldn't be further from the truth. Here we are, having fun.
And, as often happens when we play around, I found myself a nice clump of Mom's hair and wouldn't let go.
Hey, it's her own fault; back in my younger days (you know, three months ago!), she used to actively encourage me to grab her hair. Be careful what you wish for, Mom!