Pull, pull, pull

I have discovered HAIR. And when I see it, and I can get a hold of it, I pull and yank on it. I think it is funny, but mom thinks it hurts. It's not like I pull hard, although I did pull some out the other day. She didn't think that was very funny. But I told her it will grow back and that made her feel better. I even try to pull dad's hair sometimes, but his is a little harder to grab on too. But I still try to get a hand full.