On Being Blonde

I was born, and remained such until pregnancy, ~dern kids~ a blonde.  I like being blonde and have always worked very hard to remain so. Highlights anyone?

I always knew I was smart, but I was also...umm...naive, dense, slow on the uptake, if you will, so the blonde thing came in pretty handy over the years.  Who doesn't love a good blonde joke?

The funny thing is, everyone always said I got my "blondness" from my very dark haired mother, not my dark blonde daddy, whose own daddy was a toehead.  Daddy you see, was on the ball.

When I was in high school, we gave him a set of these.

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He was feeling stressed, you see, and we thought these would help him find his inner calm.

He laughed, he scoffed, and then one day I walked into the family room and found him sitting in front of the open case looking puzzled.

"I just don't get it," he muttered, "How are these supposed to help?"

"Well, Daddy," I replied, "it would help if you held them both in the same hand instead of one in each..."

*Sigh* 

The apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, or rather the hair color doesn't fall too far from the head.