This is my last day being the mother of a pre-teen. Starting tomorrow, it's the Big 1-3. Really, he's way too big. I'm contemplating cement bricks on top of his head or something to try to stop the growth spurts that never end. Seriously, if he's 5'9" at 13, what's he going to be at 18?!
Anyway, we've celebrated this last day of pre-teens by getting the Munchkin a very-badly-needed haircut. Here, I will post proof of just how bad I allowed it to get.
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Trying to calm it with water & a comb
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Post haircut with his glasses on
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He always looks older to me with his haircut. Which could be why I don't push for him to get it cut until after it starts looking like something could be living in it. Anyway, Sports Clips did a pretty good job, even if it's expensive. Anyone with an Autistic child will tell you though, sometimes you pay a bit extra if they'll do it without complaint. In this case, the televisions distract him enough that they can cut his hair without too many problems despite his not wanting people to touch his head.
So that's my day. Now I'm off to make the birthday cake or brownies, he hasn't decided which he wants yet.
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