How My Parents Ruined Thanksgiving or Milo's First Haircut...

You know how those Thanksgiving mornings are. Nice cool weather with a camp fire to keep you warm. Your brothers and cousins run and play in the yard and there is many snacks and other good things to eat.  

Your parents love you and your dad says, "Hey Milo, come here and sit with me." 

All of a sudden sharp implements flash about your head and you don't feel so comfortable.  

The snip snip seems like it will go on forever. Do I still have ears? 

 

Will it never end? 

What's that so bright up in the sky, I never needed sunglasses before. 

Hey cousins, have you ever had a haircut and on Thanksgiving at that?  I'm thankful I still have ears and don't look like that old balding Pop Pop. 

Happy Thanksgiving!