Mack got a hair cut
Mack got a hair cut just a bit ago. He didn’t want to go in “that girl one.” See, we went to Great Clips, which is where the girls got their hair cut last month. Mack usually goes with Josh to the barber up the street. He was not happy that I was taking him to “that girl one.” Thankfully, there were several other little boys in there getting their hair cut. It helped him–that and the huge bowl of dum-dums.
On the way home in the car I said, “Mack, you look so cute with your new hair cut. I really like it.”
“Sanks, Mom,” Mack said.
“Girls, do you have anything to say to Mack?” I asked, trying to encourage them to be sweet.
Ruby said, “Mack, I sure do like your hair cut!”
There was a pause. Molly wasn’t saying anything even though Mack had turned his head in her direction.
Then, he said, “Molly, is there something you wanna say to me?”
It was so funny! He was set on having her compliment his new hair-do. She reluctantly said she liked it. That stinker!
Family pictures are tomorrow. Say a prayer for us! These times stress me out. I don’t know why, really. It’s just a picture. Right? Just a picture.