Blonds are more fun!!

So, it was my birthday, the first one with a zero in a long time, and I needed a fun change, so here it is, I'm blond :)

My dad is in denial. He says I'm not blond, I just have highlights.

I called my nieces to chat and found that my secret had been released as barter for top secret information (My mother-in-law traded my blond pictures for "If you tell me whether your new baby is going to be a boy or a girl, I'll give you pictures of Aunt Nicole's new hair!") I was surprised at the amount of anxiety it caused. Poor Grace!

"Aunt Nicole why did you change your hair! You don't even look like you! I would never be able to find you in Disney World now!"

I assured her that by the time she needs to find me in Disney World again, I'm pretty sure I'll be a brunette again. Not because I don't love it, but because I just don't spend enough time on my hair to keep it up.

I think she had a harder time getting used to it then Brent, who, by the way was very supportive.

Love you Honey!