50 Shades of Gray

It started off as an innocent Sunday.  I was getting ready for church, running a little late as usual.  That's what happens when you are up multiple times at night with 6-month old twins. I had showered and dried my hair (well, it was mostly dry), and since I didn't have time to actually fix it, I pulled it back into a ponytail.

Then I went into the guest/child bathroom.  That's where it happened.  That's where I met Mr. Gray.  When I saw him I gasped.  Where in the world did he come from?  Had he always been there and I didn't notice? Since I was running late, I quickly did my make-up and rushed out the door with the kiddos.

When I got home, I asked my husband about Mr. Gray.  'Yes," he replied, "it's been there a while, and there are some new ones on the top of your head too."

Hello, Katie.  I'm Mr. Gray.  Mr. Gray Hair.