O Where is My Hairbrush?
Last week as I was getting ready to go to the dentist, my daughter came into my room exclaiming, “Mama, we have a problem.” Taking one look at her, I busted out laughing. She had a round hairbrush stuck in her hair. Once I quit laughing I begin trying to untangle the knotted mess. The more I worked, the more she screamed and the tears…