FUNN CHILDREN

One year for Christmas, I made Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy dolls for my children. My husband took our four-year-old son to the barber a month later. My husband returned to work, and I put the baby and myself down for a nap. Thirty minutes later, I woke up and went to the kitchen to find that our son had set up a barber shop complete with a chair and towel where he was about to cut the red yarn hair off Raggedy Andy. Thank goodness I arrived before Raggedy Andy lost his hair. Much to my dismay, the dolls in our house lost their hair that day.