How to Torture Your Children

You take advantage of a very rainy afternoon (when you're contractor husband is home trying to catch up on office work), you enlist his help to hold their hands while you cut their hair with the clippers. The good news is the thunder and rain blocked out their screaming, so the neighbors won't be reporting us any time soon.



First man up, Xander, not liking it one little bit.



He's the biggest, and he also cries the loudest. He also kept repeating over and over, to no avail, "That's enough!" and "I all done now!"



And, believe it or not, the best of the three. He doesn't like it, don't get me wrong, but he doesn't fight it quite as much as the other two.

And that's how you torture your children.