When Bret got home, I was busily cooking dinner, and the boys were in their bedrooms playing. I had totally forgotten that I had been Rudolph-icized, and it took me forever to figure out why he was looking at me so funny. It wasn't until Conner came into the kitchen later that I put it all together. I don't know why Bret didn't just ask me. Seriously, he probably would have let me go out in public that way! Conner-dolph, thanks for having such sweet and innocent fun -- and reminding me to do the same!