A funeral and sore throat

Okay. So my dad came home from China now. And the first thing that my mom told us was that we’re now grandparents — our cousin’s kids have kids now. To which my sister asked her, “Why are you so happy? That means you’re great grandparents now (referring to her and my dad)!” 

So then we went to the room to view the pictures from the wake and funeral. And we noticed one thing:

The guys are BALDING.

Oh man. I’m so glad I’m not a guy! Add to that the fact that my dad’s hairs fast becoming white–it’s a disaster (old age)!

Oh. Interesting fact. We have an uncle who’s a science teacher, and one who used to be an Olympic swimmer. Yay.

Oh. And dad had this weird black thing on his eyebrows earlier this evening.

My sister asked, “What happened to your eyebrows?”

My dad went, “I’m dyeing it black. White eyebrows are scary.”

This comes from the same guy who gave our dog a Strepsil because, according to him, doggie had a sore throat.

HAHAHA.

I LOVE MY DAD.