While Annie and I were getting ready this morning (running late, of course), she asked me the strangest question. "Daddy, do you
want to look bald?" Where did that come from? "No, honey, I don't. Why do you ask?" "I don't know. I don't want you to look bald, either."
Look, it's just
receding a bit... I'm
not balding!

Combing it over...