Walking into the bathroom, where the big boys and J are in the tub…

“Hutton! Did you see Joey had the razor in her hair?!,” as I carefully detangle it from her head.

Hut, shrugging.

“This is the kind of thing you tell me about, boys!”

Hutton: “You were busy.”

And yet if she even looks interested your toothbrush, dude, you’ll scream bloody murder while searching every corner of the house to ensure I handle it immediately. 

Fascinating.

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