Thursday, July 29, 2010
What the hair?As I've probably
Last night, The Kid and I saw a commercial for the new iPhone (I'd find it on YouTube, but I'm not giving ad space to Apple unless they wanted to hand over some of their product *iPod Touch, please*) wherein some girl debuts her new super short hairstyle to her boyfriend via video chat. The commercial girl looks really cute with her short hair because she's clearly some kind of pixy, no way I could pull off a boy cut like that because I'm not the least bit elven. And I'm worried I'd get stuck with one of those horrible super-short-in-back-longer-in-front cuts that every reality show mom has.
Me: What if I cut my hair short? Not that short, probably, but shorter, or shortish
The Kid (making a face like I've just offered him a big bowl of broccoli and chocolate custard): If you did, I'd suggest you move into a hotel until it grows out. Or I'd let you borrow one of my hats... But not my Lakers championship hat.
Labels: adventures in shitty parenting