Why is it that, when one is 4 years old, haircuts go much more smoothly if one is sitting on a toy motorcycle watching a DVD of Blues Clues? Why is it that mornings spent shopping with mom are much more enjoyable if the shopping trip includes a stop at a local toy store to pick up a new Playmobil king? Why is it that the paint store is more fun if the 4 year old picks the colors? The grocery store more bearable if the 4 year old is steering the plastic fire truck on the front of the cart?
Why is it that I managed to get through my entire childhood without ever getting a haircut while sitting on a motorcycle or driving a fire truck through the grocery store?
lots and lots of sourdough–my routine
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