Took Pookie and Geetle for haircuts today.

Stylist asked Pookie how old he was…he answered promptly and correctly, just like we practiced at home.

Stylist sprayed Pookie’s hair with water.  He said it was rain drops and he needed an umbrella.

Stylist said “Hello” to Geetle.  She responded with details on why she needed a haircut, that her brother needed one too, that we were going to Panera Bread afterwards and that the baby was named Giggles.

2 old men and one old lady waiting for appointments watched us like we were an episode of Full House.  Smiling the whole time.  We smiled back.

Time for bed now, over and out.