My hair is going gray. Yes, it's true. I've been going lighter to hide it for some time now, but those grays are stubborn (and wiry, with an irritating habit of sticking straight up). So, I decided to go dark (see how Zach is looking up at me with a look of utter amazement and adoration).
When I picked up the boys from school, Josh noticed right away. As we drove home, he said that, while he liked my new hair, he thought I should put white streaks in it. "Like a skunk?!?" I asked. "No, like a weasel." Well, that's certainly better....
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