My spouse has to help me comb through it and sort out the mats and tangles. It’s love, I tell you - - pure love. :) And an ordeal. Involving lots of conditioner, and shows on DVR.
My 4-ish year-old niece was rubbing my pregnant sister’s belly one day, and was cooing what she wanted her not-yet-born sister to know. She said softly and inamelodic voice “I’m going to be your biiiggg sister and love you sooo much and I’m going to eat you, and dip you in chocolate.”