My daughter recently told me I had a patch of grey hair on my head. I told her, "as long as it's hair and it's on my head, I'm okay with that." These days I can't be too picky!
The other day Amelia saw a street named Strawberry Lane. She commented that it was as if they took Strawberry Fields and Penny Lane and smushed them together. This from a 13 year old! The baton is passed to a new generation! :)
