Maybe it's a function of living in the South, as once again a local hairstylist has given Molly a mullet, despite me specifically saying, "DON'T GIVE HER A MULLET." I took both kids to a new hair cuttery today in hopes of finding an anti-mullet stylist, but once again Molly left with a haircut about 50 years too old for her. I should have run after the style buzzed Josh's hair and said, "Hmm, I didn't realize it would be that short."At least Molly's getting material to guilt-trip us with later in life.
The kids spent the little free time we had today on their latest artistic passion: water color painting.
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