"Mama, your head is on backwards," my son said as he arranged my long hair over my face. (No comments on that comment, please.)
"Yeah. Your face is on the back of your head, and your ears are on the wrong way."
"What should I do about this?" I asked.
"Shake your head like a dog."
I shook my head like a dog.
"No, shake it three times like a dog."
My head was starting to hurt after that. "How's that?" I asked.
"Your head is still on backwards. Better try shaking it five times."
"How's that?" I asked after feeling like my neck had major whiplash.
"Um, now you look like an angry Mama."