I send you to our room to get undressed for bath time. While I am pouring bubbles in your bathwater, over the sound of running water, I hear it. A tiny, "Cklrrrrrrrr" The unmistakable click of the hair clippers. You now look like you have mange. Thankful you still have eyebrows.
Love,
Mommy
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| I walk in to find this.... |
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| Oh my |
How many times does he have to tell you he needs a haircut before he has to take things in his own hands?
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