A few weeks ago, Lizzie told me that she and Gracie were thinking about coloring their hair. I told them that their hair was beautiful just the way it is, and that if they did color it, I would weep! They had never heard the word "weep", so I had to explain its meaning and relate how sad it would make me feel to see them change their gorgeous locks. The next time I saw Lizzie and Gracie the deed had been done. Lizzie's locks were streaked with red! Gracie's locks were streaked with purple! They gleefully announced,...yes gleefully announced, "Grandma, you have to start weeping," as they paraded into the room.
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