This morning, I (mom) walked into our bathroom to find Jack standing on the bathtub, while leaning over the counter to look at himself in the mirror while "doing" his hair. I asked Jack what he was doing and his response was: "Mommy, I doing my hair." Even after helping do what I felt was doing his hair (the normal-wetting it down and combing it), Jack didn't find that he was completely satisfied and still wanted the red clip in his hair. Oh well, the clip didn't last long, but at least he enjoyed himself for the minute, only to find that he doesn't want to be a hair dresser.
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