Dad tried to cut my hairs himself last week, but he stopped when it devolved into his chasing me around the house with scissors.
Mom stepped in and took me to the professionals. And she brought dad’s camera too!
If dad had known to park me on a hippo, this would not have been necessary.
Dads are pretty smart, but they’re woefully uninformed in a lot of ways.
I’m glad I don’t have hairs in my eyes anymore, so I can see the blizzard outside.
Yep, that’s more than a foot of snow on my play table!
That is a crazy amount of snow! How’s Mama to be doing - I hope there’s no rush to the hospital in that weather!
Cute haircut Riley, hope you get to go play in all the snow, you could make a snow fort and throw snowballs!! Can I come and help?
Riley, next time put some cheesy noodles in those hairs! Dads like things like that.