Just another Saturday afternoon, unaware of what's to come...
Going OK so far, not sure why Dad's combing my hair but at least we're in the garage. I love the garage.
Hmmmm....that's strange, they've given me a pretzel and I wasn't even fussing...
Back off Dad, stay away from my neck with that buzzing thing!!
Maybe a few tears will get them to leave me alone??
Forget tears, I'll try screaming.
Maybe a 10 minute whine will get me away from these villians and their scissors.
Finally done but I'm still gonna cry for awhile.
A bath, the parents first wise move towards earning back my trust and favor.
I think my new dew makes me look older, anytime now the 18 mo old ladies will come swooning....or at least my babysitters.
This is awesome!
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