The children love to do my hair. They love to mess it up, style it, and to steal my hair ties and use them for a variety of things. (I've actually found one covered with playdough - I binned it).
The result is that I lost nearly all my hair ties. And then I wore my hair in two plaits to church. And Joab noticed and pointed it out.
So, when Kal and I were buying groceries I bought new ones. I said that I HAD to have new ones, because at church someone had notice that my hair ties matched neither each other, nor my clothes.
Kal said, "Really, what kind of loser notices hair ties?"
I gave her the 'did you even have to ask' look. She immediately knew, and laughed.