
Presenting Amelia's new do. Today, my daughter got her ears lowered for the first time. Actually I guess she got her eyes lowered since that's the only part that was cut. At least she can see where she's going now. I'm outnumbered by girls at home. So it pays to have a mother-in-law stylist.
(In other words, I don't have to pay for their haircuts.)
Excerpt from one of my favorite movies "The Man Who Wasn't There":
(Ed and Frank are barbers)
Ed: Frank.
Frank: Huh?
Ed: This hair.
Frank: Yeah.
Ed: You ever wonder about it?
Frank: Whuddya mean?
Ed: I don't know... How it keeps on coming. It just keeps growing.
Frank: Yeah-lucky for us, huh, pal?
Ed: No, I mean it's growing, it's part of us. And we cut it off. And we throw it away.
Frank: Come on, Eddie, you're gonna scare the kid.
Ed: ...I'm gonna take his hair and throw it out in the dirt.
Frank: What the...
Ed: I wanna mingle it with common house dirt.
Frank: What the hell are you talking about?
Ed: I don't know. Skip it.