Yesterday at the dentist's office, Mikayla was rewarded with pink silly putty. She was excited and was enjoying her new treasure, but after getting it stuck in her pocket, she knew what the putty was now capable of. Fast forward to bed time; she calls out to me from her room and asks to sleep with her silly putty. I tell her no, that that would be a very bad idea. In the middle of the night, I hear her screaming and run into her room to have her tell me that her hair is stuck. It's 3:00 am, I'm disoriented and confused and trying to figure out why my 5 year old is hysterical. After a few seconds I come to realize that she had in fact, taken the silly putty to bed and it has now lodged itself in her hair and pillowcase. I try to stay calm as I am untangling this mess, but inside I'm yelling "I told you so". Luckily, I did not have to cut her hair and the silly putty is now in the garbage.