Dear Isabella,
A few weeks ago, you were practicing your cutting -- very quietly. When I came to check on you, I found a clump of blond curls on the floor. Yes, you gave yourself a haircut. In all fairness, it wasn't too bad, really. But, you were most upset and wanted to hide all of the evidence. We put the hair in the "crash" and put your hair in a pun so Daddy wouldn't know about your misdeed. You kept up the charade and wore your hair in a bun for nearly 12 hours before you confessed -- just before we headed over to the salon for Miss Mandie to repair the damage.
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