Bibi was having a regular morning, playing with his toys and running around the house, when suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps. He turned to see a figure entering the room—but something was off.
The figure was tall, a little too tall, and had a shiny new hairstyle that Bibi had never seen before. It wasn’t the usual hair Dad always wore! This new hair was spiky and sleek, almost like something from the future. The unfamiliar look made Bibi pause.
“Who are you?” Bibi asked, squinting suspiciously.
The figure smiled and bent down. “It’s me, Dad! Don’t you recognize me?”
Bibi stared at him, puzzled. “Dad? No way. You look… different. You don’t have your old hair!”
Dad chuckled. “Well, I decided to try something new today! What do you think?”
Bibi was still unsure. “But you’ve always had the same hair! This new hair is so… weird! I don’t think I can trust you.”
Dad sighed playfully and ruffled his new hair. “It’s still me, Bibi. Same voice, same smile, same dad!”
Bibi scratched his head, still a little unsure. “Hmm… I guess so. But it’ll take me a while to get used to this new hair of yours.”
Bibi finally took a deep breath and said, “Alright, alright. You’re still my dad. But next time, can you warn me before changing your hair like that?”
Dad laughed and hugged Bibi. “I promise. Now, how about we go grab some ice cream and talk about this new look?”
And just like that, Bibi was back to his old self, smiling and running off to the kitchen—new hair or not!