It's official

Just in case you thought I was exaggerating about the bizarre color of my hair, I got proof positive today that something is awry.

A four year old boy, Andy, from my Sunday school class ran into my arms this morning for his usual greeting hug, and then stepped back with a puzzled expression on his sweet face, "Miss Twue, your hairwa wooks diffwent."

"Yes, Andy. It is different."

And Claire's teenage daughter's comment on my new somewhat maroon locks is classic, "Miss True, you just look all the people who work at Earthfare (swanky organic and health food store)."

Ummmhmmm. I do.