Today the plan was to cut Amelia's bangs so she no longer looks like an orphan. So I got out the scissors and promptly was distracted checking my email. Amelia grabs the scissors and cuts a 6 inch chunk out of my hair before I realize what is happening. When I was little, I got a hold of the scissors but I only cut my own hair. I think this is definitive proof that Amelia is smarter than me.
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The chunk of hair I am missing from my head.
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Amelia's
mischievous smile after becoming a stylist
1 comment:
I remember well the day you cut your own hair. It was in the condo in Phoenix,
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