Hair day

The good thing about 2 people raising children is that one can hand over stuff when one finds it too difficult to deal with.

Come on, people, please understand me: I grew up with short hair. "Good Morning young man"-kind of hair. How can one possibly expect me to have the patience to comb long hair full of knots with a child screaming everytime the brush encounters one?
Jérôme did not grow up will long hair either. But he had 3 sisters with long hair and a patient mother. So that's the routine.