An eye for an eye?

Last night, as I was kneeling beside Allia's bed after prayers, she started lifting up parts of my hair and letting them fall. As any mother knows, after a long day of dishing out love, such a gentle thing like that can be SO relaxing. Just as I was really starting to melt and thinking how sweet she is, she stopped and said, "Mommy, can you lift my hair for a little while since I was doing yours for a little while?" "Of course, sweetie, I love to do that. All you had to do was ask," I replied. Then I wondered if she was really doing it to be sweet or if it was a clever plan to get me to do the same. Either way, I decided, it was nice and we both felt very loved.