Our family, as rabbits in a parallel universe.
Tag: Beard
Crazy Hair Day
Me: “Is everyone ready for the bus? Oh my goodness, why is your hair so messy?”
Little Miss Thing, age 6: “It’s Crazy Hair Day at school today.”
Me: “Cool. Maybe I’ll do that for work today, too.”
LMT: “Every day is Crazy Hair and Crazy Beard Day for you.”
Me: (slow blink)
[I mean… she’s not wrong.]
Cool Cool
(at Indy Pop Con)
Young Woman: “Excuse me, sir?”
Me: “Yes?”
YW: “You’re a volunteer, right? Do you know where (some celebrity I’ve never heard of) is signing autographs?”
Me: “Uhhh… no, actually, sorry. Most celebrity booths are over in that area, though. You might try over there.”
YW: “OK, thanks.”
Me: “Is there anything else?”
YW: “I like your beard.”
Me: “Thank you. I like it, too.”
YW: “Cool.”
Me: “Cool.”