After 20 months post utero, I gave Chloe her first real big girl, over-an-inch-off kind of haircut today. Praise Jesus - the scraggle is gone! But I was a little surprised when immediately after said cut, she started acting like a 40 year old. She washed the potatoes for dinner, cheesed the casserole, cracked an egg and asked if she could cut the onions. I didn't even know she knew what onions were. I guess a good haircut is the secret to getting a little help around the house!
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