Then I had to rethink this.
Because I keep an enormous photo library, some digital, some prints, I occasionally come across an old forgotten image. Yesterday Jon’s high school graduation picture surfaced. Well, yes, that was ONE BIG HEAD he sported. I’m mildly surprised that no birds nested.
Feeling smug, I thought to myself, “Well, I certainly never had a big head!” Admittedly, I would have killed for big hair but that was never an option with the absolutely straight and fine slippery stuff I have wrestled since I was three and finally grew some. Then I remembered. My university grad picture. I had my hair “done” and - wow- that guy was good with hair spray. Never before has so much been done with so little.
So here we are: The Big Head Family. It was meant to be.