Why does he do that, I ask

My son has gotten into the nasty habit of messing up my hair in the mornings. Right about 6.30 am, he will literally put both hands on my pillowed head and frizz up my hair good and proper before trying to pull out some of the hair at the side, just above my ear.

By which time, I'm completely awake and alert and trying to get his pudgy fingers to let. go. of. mommy's. hair.

Why does he do that, I ask the husband. Dunno.

Last night when he was sleeping, out of sheer force of habit, I leaned over, kissed his forehead and rumpled his hair affectionately.

This morning, right on the dot at 6.30 a.m. he leans over, plants a big wet kiss on my eye and messes up my hair.