June 2009
It was a quiet Sunday morning, Tru is in the bath with Josie and I'm down in the kitchen......
Tru: "Mom, Josie is pulling out chunks of her hair!"
Mom: "What do you mean?"
Tru: "She has a hand full of hair!"
I go up stairs and this is what I see next to the bath tub and then I ask....
"Josie, did you cut your hair?"
Josie: "Ya, your scissors, your baffroom!"
It was a quiet Sunday morning, Tru is in the bath with Josie and I'm down in the kitchen......
Tru: "Mom, Josie is pulling out chunks of her hair!"
Mom: "What do you mean?"
Tru: "She has a hand full of hair!"
I go up stairs and this is what I see next to the bath tub and then I ask....
"Josie, did you cut your hair?"
Josie: "Ya, your scissors, your baffroom!"
Uggg, I left scissors out! So I went into my bathroom and found an equally large pile of hair in front of the mirror. There aren't any pictures of her, I just can't bare it!
I've definitely learned my lesson, I just hope she has too....I doubt it!
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