By the time I reached the hairdressers today I felt as though I'd done a days work. It was one of those mornings. My appointment was 9am!
I like my hairdresser. She doesn't chat too much, she's calm and serene and gives the most amazing head massage. She does often cut a bit too much off though, but it grows soon enough!
I picked Small Sprog up from school at 10.40 to take him to his dyslexic tutor. He was happy and chatty as usual and when we arrived at our destination we were a little early so we sat in the car together.
"Do you like my hair?" I asked him with a grin.
"Looks just the same as usual" He replied.
"I've had it cut, didn't you notice?!" It looked very different to me!
"No" He replied "You always look beautiful!"
Can you believe that? He's 8 years old and he already has the 'gift of the gab'. He definitely had a sparkle in his eye when he said it and I had to chuckle to myself. All those lucky girls of the future!