My new hair product

We went for a walk Sunday evening, and I put Nuala up on my shoulders for a bit. I turned around to talk to Z and as his eyes traveled upwards, a look of horror came over his face. "What!!" I exclaimed, a bit panicked, thinking Nuala had somehow grabbed a caterpillar and was shoving it in her mouth. But that would have been difficult since her mouth was still full of the PB&Honey sandwich bites she'd "eaten" before we left. Well, partially full since she had decided to dribble two big runny globs down into my hair. Gross!! Especially since it wasn't just PB or honey, but the whole, chewed-up, marinated-in-saliva mess. The child is a chipmunk, storing food forever in her cheeks. Usually she eventually swallows, but it was just my lucky day...