I don't really have the time, money or interest in hiding my gray hair. There's no stopping it anyway. It's going to come. My son Koby noticed it the other day."Mom, is that gray hair on your head?" , he asked like he was genuinely concerned."Yep," I replied. "Wow, that's a lot. How did you get it?" "From you," I said. End of story? Not really.
Last night at the Y, we ran into our old Nanny, who is now married and expecting a baby herself. Koby was so excited to see her. We haven't seen her in years. He ran to her and gave her a big hug. He pulled away from her and looked up at her face and said, "Mom has lots of gray hair. She's 45 and she's old now."
Are you kidding me?
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