6 years ago
Monday, March 23, 2009
I guess it was a bad hair day. I didn't know.
Tonight as we were saying our final "good nights" to all the kiddos, I walked into Brett's room and sat down on his bed. He put his hand on my arm and gently said, "Mom, I hope tomorrow is a better hair day for you!" :) Didn't know it was a bad hair day. I wish he had told me a little earlier!