Caleb: What are you doing?
Mommy: Plucking my eyebrows.
Caleb: Why?
Mommy: I don't want them to be bushy.
Caleb: Why?
Mommy: Well, I want to look pretty.
Caleb: I don't want you to look pretty, mommy. I want you to look cool.
Now I can rest assured that I must have been the coolest kid in high school, since I sported super bushy brows well into my college years. Thank you, Shannon Basham, for introducing me to plucking and making me a lot less cool.
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