The other day, Rod came home with an interesting military hair cut.
Robyn (upon seeing the haircut): Oh my. Wow. That hair cut is different than normal. What did you tell them you wanted? Was it a different number--a closer shave perhaps?
Rod (apparently oblivious to what had happened to the back of his head): No. I told them the same number.
A few hours later, the older girls came home and noticed the hair cut.
Bronte: Dad, have you seen the back of your head?
Rod: What? Is there something wrong?
Bronte: You'd better take a look.
Rod (a little worried now gets a full-length mirror to get a look at the back of his head): What the heck!?!?!?!
The girls, who have been keeping it in because they realized Rod was unaware of the state of the back of his head, suddenly burst out laughing.
Aimee: Hey Baldy!
Maddie: How did that pass inspection?
At this point, Robyn enters the room from the kitchen to see what is going on.
Bronte: Mom, you got a little somethin' somethin' on your shirt.
Maddie: Yeah, and Dad, you have a little nothin' nothin' on the back of your head!
A few days later
Aimee: I was lost in Costco today until I looked up and saw Dad's hair over the crowd of people.
No comments:
Post a Comment