Die it dye it diet

Mr. Mohawk- Mama what color is my hair?
Me- Brown
Gabby- (Rather sardonically) Until it turns Gray.
Jelly Bean- Gabby I think that won't happen for a hundred years. He could dye it though...
MM- you mean kill it? You are going to kill my hair?
Me- no Buddy. Dye it. As in make it another color.
MM- That sound like Diet Coke

Note to self- stop discussing salon appointments in front of the kids and cut back on the pop.
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