This is the story of Elijah's second hair cut. His first was in a real barber shop and the whole time he screamed and cried an adorable "NO THANK YOU, NO THANK YOU, NO THANK YOU". The. Entire. Time. Politeness always counts 😉. Anyway, the second time his hair grew out, my husband and I… Continue reading Hair Today, Gone Tonight
My granddaddy is 94 years old. Physically he is still pretty solid and mentally he has the memory of an iPhone 7. He can recall dates/times of exactly where he was overseas during WWII or what was happening the moment he walked to the preacher's house with my grandma to get married, without anyone knowing.… Continue reading Are y’all combing the boy’s hair?