Seth's best friend, we'll call him Mike, saw me after school the day I got my hair cut (well actually he sees me every day - but that's really not important to the story).
Mike: I like your hair!
Mike: Oh, I thought you were Seth's sister!
Me: Oh, thank you. That's so sweet!
Yeah, Mike is good with the ladies. And he's in Kindergarten.
His parents are screwed.
My son, on the other hand, mentioned it hours later.
When I asked him.
Then he said, "Yeah, it looks good."
I think I'm going to be okay. My boys suck with the ladies. Like their father. Which is probably the only reason he's married to me.
And now it's decided that I will definitely smuggle Ela with me. I have hair that apparently makes me look thin and young. Yeah, she's totally coming with me.