My first Easter and they give me this chocolate egg wrapped up in shiny paper. I know I have five teeth already but this could still be a tough one to crack. No one has cut my hair ever, so now I have long bits that curl up from the original hair and the rest is new hair. Dad wants to cut them off but is faced with a barrage of protest from my admirers. What is a gal to do?
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