Saturday, August 7, 2010

4 years old and a pair of scissors

Lulu...why of why??? During the midst of an insane month of buying a house, commuting hours on end, getting Chelci to come live with us, you cut your hair! I was talking to Daddy with Jack safely here by me on his computer when I walked out and found a chunk of your hair. I went to the bathroom and there was a little pile of it. I scared you with my reaction...you kept saying "are you going to be so so mad at me?" and I changed. I told you how beautiful you were and not to cut your pretty hair any more. Everyone laughs at the story. Even Daddy after his long, stressful day laughed and told me to save your hair and he would take a picture of you.
I love you Lulu. Please don't do that to Momma again!

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