Anna got up this morning with her hair at the more extreme end of her morning spectrum.
Wow, you've got big hair this morning!
I remarked casually...
Yeah I look a bit like Owama
, she replied very certain of herself.
Who or what is Owama, I wondered, almost afraid to ask as she'd been so dismissive.
Her with the red hair Charlotte listens to - you know - she sing 'Owama - that's my name, Owama, that's my name!
I'm thinking she might be meaning... Rihanna
I suppose that's what you get when there's and eight year age gap between your kids - 3 year olds who sing Rihanna instead of Twinkle Twinkle.
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