My wife. Age 4. Her hair was white. It later turned blond, then red, then whatever color she chose from Miss Clairol.
My wife of 47 years has lovely blond hair.
I ask her why she dyes the roots black.
She glares at me.
Be more thankful some women want us around.
They should ask us the year in our past when we could look down at the scale and see over our bellies without tipping forward.
My wife. Age 4. Her hair was white. It later turned blond, then red, then whatever color she chose from Miss Clairol.