Daddy was telling me that the shaving of my hair is like when he was in army time, except that his was FOC lor.
Heng the very nice auntie that cut my hair told Mummy that its not neccessary for me to shave botak, trim abit can liao.... phew!
As much as i tried to be brave, i just cannot help crying the moment i sense the shaver was near me. Sigh... so malu! Instead of consoling me, naughty Mummy only know how to laugh at me. Daddy still the best!
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