I was waiting for just the right moment to reveal this, but today’s the day. My five-year-old Evie was playing Beauty Salon last week. Sure she’s had some problems earlier this year when she turned my hair into a bird’s nest, but she had earned back my trust. I volunteered to be the day’s first
I was even enjoying it. Relaxing. Almost asleep. Then, I heard the most horrific sound! I have no idea how to spell that sound. It was the noise scissors make when they cut hair! I was frozen in shock for a minute. Then jumped away!
Evie looked surprised. Why was I stopping her beauty efforts?
If only I had fallen asleep.