I don't get it. Why does Daddy keep saying Mummy is having a blonde week? I mean it's not like her hair hasn't gone through a lot of different incarnations since they met - at first it was bright pillarbox red, then red, then black, then black with a red streak, then back in black again, then browner, then her natural brown and even ended up green for Conception when I was in her tummy, like I explained yesterday.
But it's never been blonde.
Sure, she is having a few odd moments. Offering Aunty Chelle a lift home from work when she visited her at Comet and then going straight home and leaving her there, that was a doozy. Going out of the door calling annoyedly that she needed to get going and whatever Daddy was telling her would have to wait whilst he was trying to tell her that she had left her car keys behind, that was another good one. And there have been any number of superficial injuries from banging into things. Also managing to change the central heating settings to turn off the heat by banging the kettle spout into the switch so Daddy and I were somewhat cold this morning, that was a good one.
Bless her, she isn't having a good time.
But she's not blonde, Daddy. I can't imagine where you got that one from.
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