Daddy got his hair cut today. You saw a poster of a man with spikey hair and had to have the same. Your short hair is so handsome, of course, but little did we know what it would bring by way of a new attitude. You have asked all day: “ momma can you please let me make my spikes?”, or spikehawks. Sisoh is the best at it. I thought it was funny tonight when you came into the bathroom with a comb and dads "man gel" and you guessed it, a request for a mo, I mean, Spike hawk.
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