patchy.

I did not automatically assume the clump of blonde hair I found by the school room trash can was Ruby's.

Two days later, I did not think Charlie's hair looked funny, but figured it was just typical messy boy hair.

Then one night in church, as I ran my fingers through Charlie's hair, I did not find a large patch of missing hair hiding under his mop of hair.

I did not than find out that it was him who cut his own hair for the reason that he just didn't like the puffy part.

I certainly did not do the same thing at his age because I wanted bangs.