Sammy haircuts have become events, the way an outing to a small European country might be an event. "Christopher Robin, give me back my Sam!" I declare to his moppy head. And then off we go to "PonyTails & Crew Cuts" in Cotswald. To begin with, Sam is treated to a choice of seats. He likes the big red "pleen." His flying suit is floppy green cape. A vast array of distractions encircles him. For example, a DVD of "Happy Feet" blares nearby. Once the comb and scissors appear, so do the Skittles.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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