{We went to the barbershop in Bend this afternoon. This conversation happened at the dinner table after Fritz caught a glimpse of his reflection in the window.}
Fritz: That guy didn't do a very good job.
Me: On you hair? Why?
Fritz: He left these pines sticking up. (Still looking at reflection and feeling his gelled hair.)
Me: I think he did a good job, honey. He made those spikes on purpose.
Fritz: Why?
Me: To make you look like a cool guy.
Fritz: Oh yah. I'm a cool guy. Wally didn't get the piney hair. He isn't a cool guy.
Wally: No! That's not right.
Me: What do you mean "piney hair"?
Fritz: You know, these pines sticking up.
Me: Oh. Spines. I see.
{This was followed by a lot of discussion about who else has "piney" hair.}
Fritz: Mommy. Golfers have piney hair.
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I can't stop laughing!!!! I thought I had a bad hair day! Love, Gramma
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