My hair is short. It is supposed to be very short - but it has been a while since I cut it. did I say cut it? I meant buzzed it.
Now, it has grown a bit and is at that stage where you can't do a thing with it. At night, it decides to go into a certain direction which is usually not one that looks very good on me.
Now, if I want my hair to go into a certain direction or shape, it never will do me that favor. On the contrary. It hangs there, flat and close to my face.
But the night time coiffure with its strange form and look is almost impossible to change without washing the hair.
Usually, that is not a problem. Jump in the shower - done.
But this morning, I was on grandma duty and I had gone to bed way too late. That is what happens when you read the awesome #freewrite contribution until late at night.
Consequently, I barely had stepped out of bed and gotten my robe on when my little dude was pounding on the front door.
He likes to do that a lot!
His dad handed him over and we began our morning of cuddling and reading and throwing toys all over the place - him, not me! I swear!!!
We even had a little temper tantrum as I was trying to post my prompt really quick. Usually, I do that before his cute little self arrives - but not this morning.
When it was time to take him to school, the hair situation wasn't any better from when I woke up.
It was cold anyway and pulling out my hat seemed like a good idea.
The one thing I overlooked is that it was a bit cramped on the shelf and the hat didn't look so good either.
But, I wore it and why not take a #haturday picture while I was at it.
Happy haturday and happy every day to you all - even happy bad hair day. Why not?
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