help save the redheads of america

Our kids look a little like me which I suppose is a good thing.  But I hope that when they grow up, fall in love, have children of their own, and those children grow up, fall in love, have children, that when those children grow up, and are living on the moons of Jupiter or deep under the seabed, at least one of them has your soft ginger hair, to drive everyone around them wild in just the way you do to me.