I ran across an old photo of myself and some friends*, and kept it out to show Annamarie my long hair. (Which--what the hell?--was apparently the world's longest mullet.) She's growing hers out and had asked recently if I ever had long hair.
Annamarie said, "Mommy, you were ugly back then." I told her that that was not a nice thing to say (true or not) and that she hurt my feelings. A little while later she came back in the room and handed me a note.
* By "friends" I mean people I cared about who stabbed me in the back and ripped my heart out and stomped on it.