My girl too

It’s been years since my dear daughter changed her hair colour to deep black. I can’t remember why or exactly when she did it. Sometime after she left the nest anyway.. The last thing dear old dad wants to do is to be critical of her. She is, after all, a very sensitive creature. Also very independent and strong headed. But she does get the drift after a while as to what her dad’s opinion is.

This morning she texted me, and there was a picture to download. The caption above the picture said “Dad, I know you never liked my black hair, so here you go! I went natural. I kind of hate it, And I am thinking of going back and getting it fixed. But I did want you to see what I used to look like.”

I wrote back and said don’t you dare.

Here’s what she did for Dad