My kids are forever finding ways to blow my mind.
My 8 year old son has developed a nickname at shcool: Fro. See the picture and you’ll understand why. We woke up early this Saturday before heading out to watch a local triathlon and this conversation followed our morning hugs and kisses.
Me: do you want to take a shower before we leave?
Alex: Do you have any hair products?
Me: Like gel? Yes, I do.
Alex: But the hair products that I use at Mom’s are imported….
Me: Oh? Imported. From where?
Alex: France I think. Wait, where is Biolage from?
Me: Not sure, but I think I have Herbal Essence.
Alex, pausing in disappointment: I think I’ll just take a shower then. Shampoo and conditioning will have to do.
Apparently, he takes the responsibility of living up to his nickname very seriously.