It's no secret that I am - shall we say - follicly challenged.
Basically, I'm bald. That's fine. Hey, it's all the rage among basketball players and crazy, bottoming-out pop stars. I'll get hair eventually. No big deal, right? Mommy has hair, Daddy has hair, Emma and Avery at daycare both have hair, but they are all older than me, so no worries. I just figured babies don't have hair.
But then we saw a friend of Daddy's at the mall pushing a stroller. We pull up alongside them, and what do I see... a two week old baby with over an inch of jet black hair!!! What the Formula is up with that?
So now I am worried. I'm five months old here, and I still look like Telly Sevalas. What did Baby Rogaine do to get that mop?
I'll give it a few more months, but if I'm not rocking a mane soon, I'll look into joining one of those clubs.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
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