We were driving down the road after eating lunch today. As we stopped at a light, Ellie looks over at the car next to us and says, "Daddy, look at the hair on that man!" This was totally and completely without any leading whatsoever, mind you. Sure enough, the man had the prototypical comb-over with the long whispys flapping in the breeze. After reminding her to never make such exclamations in public and explaining the nature and reasoning behind the coif du jour, I proceeded to laugh until I teared up a bit. What a proud moment!
-Tiger Brooks
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