The Boy.

This, my dear readers, is the child that makes my hair turn gray. You know that when you have a young child, you need to keep the razors put up, well, my teenage child seems to feel the need to use the razors on every part of his body, with the exception of his face. I have noticed that he has shaved around his belly button, and this evening he raised his arm for something and he has no hair under his arms. So this prompted me to have one of my famous mom speeches. I told the boy that he was ruining his skin and that it would only grow in thicker and men were supposed to have hair there. I told him that if he absolutely feels the hair is too long or think, I have little scissors and I would trim it for him. The kid really makes me scratch my head sometimes, okay, a lot of the time. These pics are all pics he took of himself when we went on quick trips to the grocery store, I wonder, if these pics were ones he saved, what were the ones he deleted like? Shudder.