Oy, That Hair!


Sophie’s hair is getting curlier and curlier.  She’s in desperate need of a haircut, which I promise I will take care of in the next couple of weeks.  With the warmer weather, her hair is also frizzier and frizzier.  And knottier and knottier.  Which makes Sophie cry.

So she’s past due for a new ‘do.  My goal is to have it cut a little shorter than usual.  A little more like Shirley Temple.  Which is easier said than done.  Because I certainly can’t share my intentions with Sophie.  She’d flip if I told her my plans before the actual date with the scissors.

Needless to say, Operation Curly Cue is going to necessitate a fair amount of subterfuge and bribery by chocolate.

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