“Gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained by a righteous life.”
~ Proverbs 16:31

As I was flat-ironing my hair this morning, I discovered yet another gray hair.  That makes three that I’ve discovered so far.  Who knows how many others are lurking in there that I haven’t found yet.

Two of the offending grays have been in the sections of regrowth where I lost hair thanks to post-pregnancy hormones.  This one, however, is a long silver strand near the back of my head.  I am doing my best to refrain from pulling it out.  I mean, who knows whether that old wives’ tale about plucking one gray hair and two more cropping up to replace it could be true?  Likely not, but I don’t want to take a chance.

Although I’d like to blame my newly gray hairs on Baby Champuru, if I am honest, I really can’t.  She’s a great baby, truly a joy.  Get back to me in about 13 years and ask me again who’s to blame for the graying of my mane.