Right now it is dark brown. I'm not sure what color it really is anymore, but judging from the roots there is a lot of gray in there.
My son Mitchell is 10- 5th grade. He hates everything about school except recess.
Emma is 6- First grade. She reports she is the smartest person in her class and is going to marry Nicky who sits across from her.
They are polar opposites. Emma is my mini-me. It's hard to get mad at her for painting the dog blue when I see so much of myself in her. Mitchell tends to take after his Dad, which is sometimes difficult because when I see a flash of his Dad in him I get a fleeting urge to smack him upside the head (which, for the record, I would never do because I love that little boy to death!)