Who Needs Girls?

For some reason, unbeknown to me, the boys decided last night after dinner that they wanted to do my hair. It started out with Ezra and Asher getting a few of my brushes and simply brushing, twisting and knotting my hair.

Then Obed wanted to get in on the action and brought out the "cutters" (also known as my flat iron for my hair).
The way Obed "cut" my hair with the cutters was to grab a few hairs between the cutters and then pinch the cutters together, and then proceed to pull, yanking my hair out.
Who needs to have little girls when I've got 3 little boys who like to play beauty parlor.