(This is back to pre baby boy and still having Petunia.
I have a few more weeks of posts I want to catch up on)
Sometimes when my brother brings over my grandma for a haircut I hold them hostage.
You see my brother works third shift (well he did until he left his job to travel across the country and move to Argentina for a while). So he doesn't want to hang out in the morning. But he is a good grandson and brings my grandma over because she can't drive on the highway and I refuse to cut her hair at her house while my kids are unattended.
This particular time I wouldn't cut her hair until after we got back from the park.
Gottcha!
We splashed around. Nonna held Petunia
I treated my brother to a beer he didn't want.
Fun was had by all.
I did cut her hair for my cousins wedding and they were on their way.
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