“Please excuse Ann for being late this morning. She has morning sickness.”
I turned back toward the house, but my mom was already standing in the doorway, arms crossed, grinning like a woman who had just played her final card. She waved sweetly and called out, “Guess you’ll be on time tomorrow, huh?”
And I was. Mama always knew exactly how to end the nonsense
Turns out nothing cures bad hair habits faster than the threat of a fictional pregnancy documented in your mother’s handwriting.

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Too funny.
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Now that’s funny! I wonder how the office staff reacted to that note…
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I plead the fifth….
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Oh my! I have a thirteen year old girl who needs my help with the flat iron most days, so I get you mom’s thoughts, but also sympathize with the woes of being a teenage girl dealing with her hair. Lol 😂
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I still have issues when it comes to hairstyles…lol
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Reblogged this on Tales of a Family and commented:
How one mama reigned in her teenage daughter who felt out of place when it came to styling her wild locks.
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That was funny!
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Thanks, Rella!
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