That’s not what I asked for….

Men (and by men, I mean one man specifically)!

Today my beloved husband took Master Frugal to the hairdressers for his back to school trim.  I’m pretty sure that I didn’t mention the words ‘scalp him’, skin head or bald when I was describing what sort of cut we usually got which is why I was a little surprised to see this when I got home from work this afternoon….

And no, that’s not a police mug shot, it’s my lovely little boy with a lot less hair than he started the day with.

Mr Frugal’s explanation?

That’s not what I asked for!

Oh well that’s OK then

After I’d forgiven him for scalp-gate, we popped into town to get school shoes (not last minute at all) and he nipped in to Greggs to get a chocolate muffin.  We got home and he went to get his muffin, only to discover the woman had given him four – andcharged him for four!  How did he not notice?

His explanation this time?

That’s not what I asked for!

GIVE. ME. STRENGTH!