Feeling hairless

I lost mine and Henry's social security cards last year when my car was broken into and my purse was stolen. I've been dragging my feet to apply for the replacement cards. Now that I've got plenty of time in my hands, I finally filled out the forms and headed to the local office. My driver's license is a few years old and the picture was taken when I was pregnant. I was a bit younger, with long hair, and dare I say, glowing with all that hormone. So when the girl sitting behind the counter in the SSA office asked me, upon inspecting my driver's license, "Is this your daughter?" -- I was speachless. Remind me it's a bad idea stop coloring my hair!!! Oh do I miss my hair :-(