My mom was nice enough to take Michael in for his monthly haircut today. Even the thrill of sitting in the spaceship for the first time didn't make the experience any easier. Apparently by the end of the haircut, Michael needed to change because his shirt was completely soaked with snot and tears. Poor guy, or should I say, poor grandma:)
1 comment:
I feel your pain. At least we don't have to deal with the tangled knots of girls hair.
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