And he's at it again with hating my hair. Last night while we did his inhaler he leans over and gabs my hair:
Liam: You need to cut your hair.
Molly: You hate my hair, don't you?
Liam: Yes. You need to cut it to make your customers happy.
Molly: I didn't know my hair made everyone that sad.
Liam: Your hair makes everyone sad.
And this this morning:
Liam: Your hair is too long. You need to cut it short like my Liam's hair. Daddy and I got haircuts. You need a haircut.
Molly: I don't think your dad would like it if I cut my hair as short as yours.
Liam: Maybe it would make him proud.
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