Jacked Up Hair and Granny Shoes

I saw this quote on a website the other day and I immediately identified with it.  I'm sure it's also true for those that have lost a child, a parent, a spouse, or anyone else close to them.  Do you ever wake up one day and no longer long to see that person?  I highly doubt it.

I'm really feeling a void right now.  I've mentioned before that fall was Jason's favorite season.  Everything about this time of year screams his name.  His birthday is quickly approaching.....and then the other holidays that are right behind it.  It honestly feels like a lifetime since I've seen him.  And I hate it.

It's red cup time at Starbucks!  And that also means Skinny Peppermint Mochas.  Yum-O!!

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So I asked my mom to take the boys to get a haircut on Friday while I was gone.  Hudson has been giving me fits about cutting his hair.  He wants to grow it out but it's in the shaggy stage.  I don't think Hudson has the right hair to wear it long but what do I know?  I do know that my mom is able to convince them of things a little better than me sometimes and I felt that he might not fight her on it.  I just wanted at least the back and around the ears trimmed.  He agreed and they headed to the salon.

I don't go to any fancy-smancy place for my kids.  But I do expect a decent job.  They keep notes in the computer of what size clippers they use so each time we go in, we can look at what has been used before.  Both boys were taken back by a different stylist and my mom told them to do exactly what we've always done for Cooper and to just shape up Hudson's hair.  Before she knew it, the dude cutting Cooper's hair decides to get the shortest blade he can find and mow a big row down his head.  My mom starts freaking out.....telling him that it's waaaaaay too short and that this was not was she was wanting.  I have no idea why he cut it that short because if he had looked at the notes, he would have seen that we never go that short.  Not even in the summer.  But the damage was already done.

The last few weeks, Cooper has been asking me to spike it in a Mohawk or up in the front and we've been having fun with it.  I felt that his Mohawk was getting a little too tall so I wanted his cut a little shorter to allow for the spiking.

And this is what we got.  A bur.  Awesome.  And it's almost December.

Apparently he wasn't too upset over it but my mom sure was.  She sent me a text on Friday and was going off about how this guy jacked his hair up.  He is a little sad that we basically have no options on styling it.....but I've reminded him that it's just hair.

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Today at preschool, I'm standing next to the restroom while some of my kiddos are going potty.  This little girl (that I don't know) is walking really fast towards me and is so excited to tell me something.  She says, "my grandma has those shoes!!!"

Um, thanks.

I think?

Either grandma is pretty trendy or I'm really not.

Have a good day!