Merry Christmas

Hair's a Story for You

Once upon time there was a little girl. Let's call her Sally. Little Sally had a beautiful head of hair that sometimes could be described as soft and flowing, when it was clean and brushed, which was rare for this young tomboy. One day, Sally's hair was not soft and flowing, but was in need of a good brushing, an operation which she attempted prior to the cleaning operation. This led to the very unsatisfactory result of a tangle of matted hair hopelessly entwined about the brush.

Sally had two choices: tell mom and possibly get yelled at for arriving at such a quandary, or attempt to rescue the entrapped locks with a pair of scissors. Sally chose the second option, resulting in quite a picture of lopsided bangs, unclean, unbrushed, and un-soft and uun-flowing hair. Oh, and she got a good yelling-at by mom.

Sally and a good friend named Suzie who had gotten herself into quite a similar predicament. Suzie had the same two choices. Suzie chose the first option. She did get a good talking-to for getting into the situation (clean hair is easier to brush, etc.), but mom had a few methods Suzie had been unaware of, to get stuck hair, unstuck, without losing too many precious strands.

Each mom expressed her displeasure with each girl. Sally is bald. Suzie is not.

Which little girl do you think my daughter was in this story?

New Egg Record

Okay, you've seen the large egg(s) of the past. Now, for the small egg record. This one was laid yesterday. I put it next to a normal-sized egg (also laid yesterday). Looks like a pidgeon got into our chicken coop, doesn't it?