Narrow Escape

Jonah comes downstairs.

“Mama, look at our hair!”

It’s all nice and brushed and I had heard them playing around in the bathroom so I say “Did you get your hair wet and brush it?”

Owen replies, “No, we’re trying to cut it ourselves!”

Jonah adds, “But none of the scissors are working.”

Alas.

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