i overhead da telling mommy the other day that i was 'starting to look like a girl with that long hair.' so, at last, she got out the haircutting scissors she used to use for dean. he has since graduated from her haircutting (lucky guy), but i think i'm stuck with her for awhile. i must say that it wasn't too bad, and the end result is pretty terrific (if i do say so myself).
my hair scraps on the bathroom counter.
ta da! cleaned up, sleek wally!
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