Recently I changed my hair style.
For a while no one even noticed.
Strange as it was quite dramatically different.
Nanny Nutty had babysat when I was at the hairdressers and even her hints to Mr G over the dinner table failed to generate a response.
But.
Yesterday Alfie noticed.
We had this little conversation:
ALfie: "You dont look like my Mommy."
NotQuiteSupermom: "What do you mean sweetie?" (kind of hoping that in his eyes I may have morphed into J-Lo)
Alfie: "Your hair. You dont look like Mommy anymore."
NotQuiteSupermom: "Why is that poppet?"
Alfie: "Your hair Mommy. Its so messy."
Ah. Possibly not the response I was after.
Then Ryan came home with this picture:
On first glance I thought the figure on the far right was one of the dogs.
Sadly NOT.
Its me.
But apart from that this picture is highly inaccurate on soooooooooo many levels.
For a start Gracie can't fly. As it appears she is.
Alfie is not as tall as Ryan and doesn't have big googly eyes.
Ryan doesnt have zombie eyes. Unless he is having a major tantrum.
Mr G is not that thin. And he doesnt have that much hair. AND his body does not resemble a carrot.
My legs are not that short. But I wish they were that thin.
And finally...
MY HAIR IS NOT THAT SODDING MESSY.
thanks kids x
Monday, 16 November 2009
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