Grandma has been refusing to go to the hair salon lately. Aunt Dee and my great-aunt have been trying for a few weeks to have her go, but she is pretty adamant. "I'm too tired! I don't have the energy! I lost 18 pounds, you know."
We try to tell her that she just has to sit there while they wash and set her hair and she could take a nap if she really had to, but Grandma is not having it. "What? It's not like I have a date or anything." Consequently, her hair is looking like a hot mess.
The other day she woke up to swat good-bye to Little Bro. Her hair was sticking out on the sides and straight up on top in a hugely impressive mohawk. So help me, all I could think of was this little Gremlin.
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