The Good Hair Family Sitcom

S1 E6.3: Eye of the Ten Year-Old Boy

Cyrus's POV

I unlock the door to our home, and Wyatt immediately runs in and plops down on the couch where Jayda is currently working on her laptop. She recoils away from him, snapping her laptop shut when he tries to peak at it, and then she notices the glasses on his excited face.

"When did you get glasses?" she questions.

"Just now," he answers. "Dads took me to the eye doctor."

TJ closes the front door, and the two of us go join our kids in the living room, taking separate seats by the window.

"Well, congrats to you for embracing your dorkiness," Jayda tells Wyatt.

"I thought they were dorky too," he says, "but then I found out I could use them to bend light and burn holes in things."

"Speaking of," I say to TJ, "how are we gonna patch the seat in the car?"

"I'll look at getting seat covers," TJ responds.

"Okay, um," Jayda says with sass, "you're never allowed in my room again."

"You don't let me in your room anyway," Wyatt replies.

Jayda doesn't even respond to that, for she gets a notification on her phone that steals her attention. While Wyatt has moves on to examining the diamond pattern of the sofa up close, Jayda releases a heavy breath and pouts.

"What's wrong?" TJ questions.

"What's wrong is that all my friends are going to Britney's party tonight except me."

I had forgotten about that, and I really hoped she'd forgotten about it too, but I suppose that was unrealistic to expect. I know Amber used to go to parties often when she was Jayda's age, and she's fine, so I guess I shouldn't worry as much as I do. It's just that she's my little girl, and I don't want anything to happen to her, because there are a lot of kids who could influence her.

"Angel just told me that Dustin's voice just dropped, like, ten octaves, and now he sounds like Morgan Freeman," Jayda says. "And I have to miss out on hearing that. I'm gonna be one of the losers who have to wait 'till Monday."

Going to a party to hear a kid talk like Morgan Freeman. That seems pretty harmless. I look over at TJ who has the same thoughful look on his face. Then his eyebrows go up, and he tilts his head, all to ask for permission. I nod.

"What if we let you go?" TJ offers.

Jayda sparks up in an instant, saying, "Really?"

"Sure," I say.

She gasps in delight and runs over to hug us, stretching her arms out to grab us both at the same time even though we're on different chairs. Still smiling, she backs away.

"I'm gonna go choose an outfit," she says before darting up the stairs.

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Jonah's POV

Am I ashamed? Yes. Do I care enough to let this beard keep growing? No. It's itchy, and I'm over it. Once Walker's gone from the living room, I pick up the phone and dial Marty's number. He picks up right away.

"Hey, Marty. How's the beard?"

"Good! Um...actually, can I be honest?"

"Please."

"I keep getting hair in my food, and it's getting annoying."

"I'm thinking the same thing," I agree. "I was gonna shave mine, but I know we're in this together, so I wanted to give you a heads up."