More than just Bed Head

So, after spending the night in a shared condo (the one where aysha puked upon arrival and then a few days later her friend was puking at home), I wake up and the Zman, all of four years old, points to me says: 'hey errol, what's wrong with your hair?'.

'what, what do mean?' The sides of my whispy hair peppered with grays are typically very curly when i wake up, perhaps even matted, what kid you ain't never seen bedhead?

'you're bald.'

In general friends, family, coworkers, etc... try to be nice about this topic, at the minimum they not going to be aggressive in my face about it. But a 4 year old kids calls 'em like he sees 'em, Jah bless, and so what I have known for more than a decade is now official: I'm bald.