Double Entendre

I was really rather proud of my reaction when Gwen cut her hair. I'm not a patient person (blame the recessive red hair gene, thanks ma!), but somehow I was blessed with great patience and understanding when my daughter woke me up from a nap to show me a baggie full of her hair. Sure I said, "Gweeeeeeeeeeeeeen, why did you do that?!" and so on, but I didn't tell her she was a horrible, irresponsible, ungrateful child or anything. After a few minutes of being in awe of the whole situation I politely asked Gwen to go to her room for a few minutes, I needed a few moments to contemplate my next move.

A few minutes later Gwen crept out of her room and handed me this note.



And my heart melted. She loves me. She knows she made a mistake. She's just a kid for pete's sake. All kids do stuff like that. What a sweet, sweet, little responsible child I have. She messed up but she is willing to take accountability for it.

So today I was cleaning off my desk and I was going to put the note in with the baggie of hair. When I grabbed I realized there was something else written on the back of the note. I had only gotten half of the message! So I turned it over and read...





That she forgives me. I have been forgiven for her cutting her hair. I don't know whether to laugh or cry, but I think I did a little bit of both!