Friday night I did something that I needed to do for a good 8 weeks (OK, maybe 10). I got my hair highlighted and my roots done. Ahhh… I’m back to my “original” color. Well, “original” meaning when I was 3 years old.

Like every mother in the world… I have been so busy lately with the boys, work and just “being”… that I completely forgot about making an appointment to get my hair done. The last time I had it done was right before Fashion Week… all of a sudden, Halloween night – I looked in the mirror and quite literally scared myself. It wasn’t until the next day – I KID YOU NOT – when my 2 1/2 year old son looked at my hair as I was putting on his shoes and said to me, “Mommy, what’s wrong with your hair?”

Yup. Benjamin was right. I had been working on a good 2 inch root. Now, there are ways to hide the roots (look for future posts…), but that didn’t work for my 2 1/2 year old son, especially that up, close and personal.

I’ve mentioned this before… but one of my best friend’s from childhood does my hair. She knows exactly how I like it… and makes me laugh (to the point of tears) every time we get together. When I walked into her salon Friday night, she looked at me and said, “Audrey – Oh, my God!” The root was that bad.

So moms… hair roots. EW! YUCK! ICKY! GROSS!

We gotta try to maintain them the best we can.

They are – after all… a huge, gigantic… Beauty DON’T!