Grandma J: Do you know what your dad did? I was upset because I couldn't get my hair done. I can't do it myself because I can't reach the back of it. So, he brushed it and curled it for me. He's such a great man.
A few weeks into quarantine
Grandma J: The other day, I asked Dad to color my hair--it was getting pretty bad. After some begging, he agreed. You would have thought we were launching a rocket into outer space by the way he prepped the bathroom and all of the plastic he put down. But, it looks good. So it was worth it.
A week later
Grandma J: I got a wig. It's just easier this way.
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