Ruby quietly asked me to help her. She had sneaked into Grandma Utah's room and brushed her hair with Grandma's round brush. She turned the brush round and round until it was stuck nice and tight on the side of her head.
Ruby didn't want Grandma to find out.
I had to snap a picture of the brush tangled into Ruby's locks before helping.
We got that brush out and Ruby quickly returned it to Grandma's suitcase.
1 comments:
oh ruby... i feel your pain! i have done that on more than one occassion. i shamefully must admit, even in my adult life, thinking i was now old and wise enough to be smarter than the brush, not so...
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