I found my first grey hair today. Boo to that.
I was reminded of when my Mom found her first. Hers came in a group of 3, and she said that she had one for each kid. I panicked and quickly scoured my head for any more greys. And then I thought, "What if this is only the first that I can see? What if this one that is prominently in the front of my head is just a sign of what's hiding in other more obscure places on my scalp?"
Annabelle walked into the bathroom and since she's usually pretty good at making me feel better about things (she has a great outlook on life) I pouted and showed her the tiny grey hair I had just plucked out of my head. "Look Bella", I whined. "My first grey hair."
She looked at it and then looked at me and said, 'Hmm...yeah. Mama, that's probably NOT your first grey hair."
Then she spun around on her little twinkle toes and waltzed out of the bathroom.