Its funny how when you are young you tend to have less appreciation for the little things your mom and dad would do for you.
Part of it was a lack of understanding, essentially a childlike selfish mentality. This isn't a bad thing, the innocence of children is endearing really, I mean all they care about are curly haired dolls and riding their tricycles all day long.
Back when I was a child myself, on Saturday mornings I got my life literally, but I had no idea that's what I was getting until now. Hindsight is 20/20 as they say.
My mom would pick the freshest aloe plant she could find, she would then slit it open and scrape out all the 'gook' (as I would call it) for what she called the best conditioner for my hair. I thought the process was absolutely gross but what did I know.
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