My Daughter Myself Tag

Dana Henry was walking quickly down the hall of her four year old daughter’s nursery school.  She had made a spur of the moment appointment at her hair salon, to have Danni’s hair cut in a classic bob, just like her own.  As she peered through the door, she could see her daughter drawing at a table with her friends.  Dana knocked and Miss Giancola waved her to come on in.  She said smiling, “Welcome....