
Last night I went out with 2 of my sisters. We had a long conversation about gray hair. I bragged that because I have blond hair (which they informed me is no longer blond), I won't go gray until I'm really old. CRAP!!! Kensington was playing with my hair this morning, when all of a sudden she stopped and hysterically started laughing..."Mom, you have a GRAY HAIR!" Yep, sure enough I HAD my first gray hair. Is this a sign of maturity? a sign stress induced life? a sign of old age? or a sign of good things to come? Tell me what you think...