peep.

"Your hair, it's smooth. Sometimes I stare at it, and then a little chick pops out. Peep! Peep! Peep! Peep! Peep!"

done now.

"That's done now. That messed my hair up."

Picky Things.

I was laying down with my arm up over my head when Kenley catches a glimpse of my in-need-of-a-shave armpit...

"Oooh, look at those picky things!"

Bum Cream.

Kenley: "I need bum cream."
Me: "You need bum cream?"
Kenley: "Because I got hair in my butt."

Bath.

*Grandma gets up from a nap with hair all over*

Grandma: "Did you have a bath last night? Your hair smells good."
Kenley: "Grandma, your hair needs a bath."

Hair pull.

Me: "Kenley, sit down, please."
Kenley: "Serious? Do I need to pull your hair?"