Summer 2007. When I left town to visit my parents, Tootie looked like this:
Please note the cute, swingy bob.
As I issued last-minute instructions for the feeding of and caring for our children, Hubs held up a hand and said, “Stop. You have to learn to trust me.”
This happened less than 24 hours after my departure.
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Like a renegade... 
Your man came in to work and told us about it and how he left the scissors in her bedroom after she was done cutting some paper. I thought – “Dude, are you crazy?”
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I remember the night you got the phone call from Hubs so well – the look of horror on your face was priceless!
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My man decided to let Bear stir some stuff cooking on the stove while he was cooking. I strongly protested but he did not listen. That was our first and so for only trip to the ER – 2nd degree burns on her hand.
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