I am in the living room tonight while Jason was getting ready for bed and I hear him ask "Stacy, please come here for a second" so I get up and walk in the bathroom.  He walks over to me, and sticks his chin out, and goes....

(clear throat and prepare for laughter)

"Are these blond hairs in here or what?"

"NO, HONEY - THOSE ARE CALLED GRAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He really didn't think he could have any... and then I told him he has them in his hair, too - and he had never noticed, and kept looking in the mirror going "oh my gosh!  oh my GOSH!  OH MY GOSH!"

Love ya, babe, wrinkles and gray and bald!  That's a good thing!