After school yesterday, Christine took Maile to get her hair cut.
We had the following text message exchange:
Chris: “We are cutting Maile’s hair. She wants it short.”
Matt: “What does short mean?”
Chris: “Like a bob.”
Matt: “For real? What is driving this?”
Chris: “I have no idea. We walked in and she said she wanted it short.”
And then I got the picture:
I love it. And she does too. I’m still not sure why she did it – I imagine this is the first, but not the last time I will ask that question!