One quiet afternoon when my mom was still a-visiting, BB awoke abruptly from her nap, crying and screaming as if from a really horrible nightmare. AhPoh went rushing in to find Z, who had sneaked into the room and crawled up on BB's bed, sitting on BB's head. I don't think it was a premeditated head-sitting – her head just happened to be convenient to the purpose. AhPoh declared it was at the same time one of the funniest and meanest things she'd seen. Of course, it got me to thinking about the justice of it: in their own time, I can remember when BB sat herself on a reposing G's head and when G did the same to my snoozing noggin. So Z was only taking her place in the line of family head-sitters.
