So dearest one brought me home some more hair dye.
Youngest son wanted to know if I wanted help
with the highlights
this time around.
He had a kind of devilish grin in his eyes.
I was non commital.
I came out with the highlights finished.
No orange glow this time around, thank God.
Youngest son seemed disappointed
I hadn't sought his help.
Turns out that devilish grin
was him planning on drawing a smily face
out of highlights
on the back of my head.
This is one time when
was a godsend.