So, this morning, Brett's friend, M., came over because he and Brett and another buddy were going to go mountain biking. As they were waiting for their other friend, I came into the room where everyone was and M. asked me if I had colored my hair (he hasn't seen me since I changed from the blond wig). I said "Yep, I needed a change," but my little 3-year-old piped up that I wear wigs. M. then asked "Really?" just as Brett mentioned that brown was actually my natural color. Well, I thought his "Really?" question was referring to Brady's comment about the wig, so I proceeded to explain about my "hair condition" and why I wear wigs. After my explanation, M. then said, "No, I mean, that's your natural color?" Whoops. Man, I felt sheepish. I went into full "this is the real me" mode when all he was wondering about was my real hair color.
Thank goodness they left right after that.
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