Must Be Rough
Last week, I took Jude in for a haircut. He has this strange fascination with the hair cutting place. He wants to go until it’s actually time to go and seal the haircutting deal. “NO JUDE GET HAIRCUT! NOOOOOOO!” After much tears, groaning, and gnashing of teeth, he gets into the car and pats his shorn head. “Jude… Jude like haircut,” he sighs.
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