MyThreeDaughters

For Fontaine’s sixth birthday, my wife found a red-headed doll for the red-headed daughter. She pulled it out of the wrapping paper and gasped:
“She’s got my red hair and my red face! She’s me.”
I had always kind of shrugged off the need for kids who look different than most dolls to have dolls that look like them, but when you’re wrong you’re wrong.
Fontaine’s always had a brilliant shade of red, which isn’t even red but orange and luscious yellow, and people have always talked about it. And she loves that. Every drawing she does, like the one to the left, features her in brilliant red locks.
So when I heard on the radio that http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/living/2002266852_redhair09.html redheads were becoming extinct, I laughed because we’ve got three in our family of five. The world may be two or four-percent, but here in this family we’re sixty percent redheaded.
Then I did some looking into it and found out that the whole redhead etinction thing is as fake as most red hair, which had ticked off at least <a href=”http://www.brendanloy.com/wp/2007/01/are-redheads-going-extinct-or-are-journalists-just-really-gullible-and-lazy.html”>one Irish dude</a>, who is pretty obviously a redhead.
Anyway, if there is an extinction threat, maybe two of our three would become highly sought rare college applicants. Redheads are smart; smart enough to say yes to a college scholarship offer.