stuck

This morning I went in to get Madelyn up and as I opened the door I heard her saying "stuck, stuck, stuck....". She wasn't crying. My first thought was that her leg or something had gotten stuck in the crib. But as I opened the shade she said, "finger stuck". Well how could a finger get stuck in the crib? Then I realized her finger wasn't stuck in the crib, it was stuck in her hair. For those of you who know Madelyn, know that she very aggressively twirls her hair, often times into knots even. Well this was the winner. She had twirled her finger right up into her hair so tight that it was stuck and starting to lose color. Ridiculous!