When I was younger, I always said I wanted to marry a guy with curly hair. When I met Big Daddy, his hair was short and straight. Little did I know that his sister, a cosmotologist, had recently straightened it. I remember seeing the roots start coming in curly and yelling, "You have
naturally curly hair?!"
Needless to say, I strongly urge him not to get his hair cut short (even though he frequently comes home with drywall dust or fiberglass stuck in his 'fro), because I think his hair is so beautiful. Occasionally, he'll go all out to make my day by doing something like this ...
How awesome is that?!
1 comment:
LOL!!! I love it. You're hysterical, and Burnie is perfect for you. :)
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