A lot of times these days, Finley is left to fend for herself. I mean, I take care of her, but while I am helping the other kids with their school work (aka most of the morning!) she has to find ways to entertain herself. This particular morning she was pretty attached to my side. She found a green comb and wanted to comb my hair. She has brushed my hair many times with a hairbrush without incident, so I told her she could. I was laying on the floor helping Emery with some math and she climbed up behind me and started combing.
Within seconds, I felt her pulling really close to my head. Over and over. I just thought she was pulling my hair with her hands and it wasn't really hurting because she wasn't pulling hard, but after a few minutes of this I reached my hand up to see what was going on and this is what I found...
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Great post! Disaster averted thanks to Rob and Sadie!
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