My son wants to grow his hair long. OK, no big deal, it doesn't hurt anyone right? So I let him alone. It's long enough (really not long yet) that he is constantly getting a rats nest in the back. I brush it out as painlessly as possible, but he still complains and tries to pull away. I repeatedly explain that if he wants his hair longer it needs to be brushed at least once a day. He doesn't like it but is (mostly) letting me do it. Well, for a couple of weeks now he has developed this annoying head jerk. A lot of people ask if it is a tic. I think it's because his hair is getting into his eyes, but he refuses to get it cut. Tonight I decided I didn't care, I had him stand there while I trimmed his bangs. I promised I would only do enough to get it out of his eyes. Holy Crap!! I did it! I was terrified, let me tell you. The last time I cut someone's hair (not counting my hopefully-soon-to-be-ex but that's another hilarious story) was when I was a kid and I ended up with 1/4 inch bangs, they looked eerily similar to the time my other cut my bangs and felt so horrible for what she had done to me she bought me a pair of jeans and a pair of earrings. Anyway, I'm sure they are not straight, but you can't even tell, but you can see his beautiful eyes now.
I have a collage frame in my living room. In the center are 2 pictures. One of me as a young girl and one of my grandmother at about the same age. We look like sisters. Well, I looked at them again and to my shock, My son looks like us too. I pointed this out, he looked in the mirror and decided he thinks he looks like one of the Beatles. (Paul) Oh how his mind thinks...... then he started singing a little song he made up on the spot about my never having seen his bum. Ah, what a proud moment......................
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