Barber Shop

I took both of the little boys to the barber shop after school today. 

We've been going to the same place for several years, with the exception of summers when I buzz them myself.  They recognize us now, and I always enjoy the conversations. 

Brian, in particular, becomes quite chatty in the chair. He remembers things that the barber mentioned in past visits, he shares his day, and he talks about what's coming up. 

Part of today's conversation:

Brian: My grandma is coming today. 

Barber: Where does your grandma live?

Brian: It depends on which one you're asking about.

Barber: The one that is coming today. 

Brian: Oh. I don't know

 

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