I told My Love that my hair was quickly fleeing my head and that I needed an appropriate hat but soon. His response? "I'm sure you can find something laying around the house."
It doesn't end there.
I told The Kid that my hair was falling out and showed him some evidence. His response? He rolled his eyes. Oh, yeah. Rolled his eyes. It is only his cuteness that assures his continued breathing.
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Really? He rolled his eyes? Too funny.
What can you say? They're boys. Sigh.
xo L
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