Sunday, March 1, 2009

I need my pliers

Quentin wanted to "brush my hair" and as someone with really long hair who never gets it brushed (by someone other than myself) I jumped at the chance because I would happily endure a little hair pulling for the little bit of brushing I did get out of the whole experience.

All was going fairly well, I was only loosing a handful of hair when he honestly said: "Hold on Mommy, I need to get my pliers".

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