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I'm a kid again. 

Dumb, clueless, yet amped up to face the big, big world with guts and confidence galaxy-wide. I suppose when your legs were just that close to the ground, things around don't really appear too daunting, 'cause as far you're concerned - everything's already way in over your head anyway. 

For instance, I distinctly remember trying to braid my even littler little sister's hair when I was younger. 

Didn't go very well, of course. I just learned how to tie my shoes then, pretty proud of the fact too,  so when I did have my hands on locks of her hair… I simply fell back to what I knew best. Then tack on some hair clips, wrap it all up with a band, and voilà - even better than how mom does it.

'The shoelace' hell yeah, picture that being featured at your local salon.