My father cut her hair, with kitchen scissors, while I was out of the room, so I am blaming him for her demented look. I'm going to try to straighten them out but it's a bear. It would be MUCH easier if she would keep anything in her hair, but she just won't. I've tried everything. Sometimes, if I have a barrette in my hair, she'll take it off my head and point it toward hers. Then (like a dumbass), I put it in her hair and she takes it out. Repeat repeat repeat.
Her evaluation is Tuesday at 10:30 and we'll see what's going on with old Veevsy Voo. I can't wait!
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