Monday, February 18, 2013

Chop chop.


Ok mom. Here’s the thing:
 
You know I hate having my hair brushed.
Worse than anything.
You hate it how I holler loudly and cry big alligator tears every single time you do my hair.
So, let’s get real here. Our mornings are going to get a whole lot better if you’ll just
cut it off.
Go for it, Mom. Go, go, go!
 

Ahhhh. Much better.
 

 See? Now I look a lot like my new sis!
Thanks, Mom!



 



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