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bloodsong1and I lean in close to explain something to him and I realize something.
He has a fine mustache.
I blink and stare at his upper lip in consternation.
Yes, it's still there.
I blink again and narrow my gaze.
The fine fuzzy line of blond hair is NOT going away.
"Oh my Goddess, you have a mustache!" I shriek.
"No I don't!"
"Yes you do!" I pointed to it. He feels his upper lip, shrugs and gives me his patented SE grin.
"Oh gods above and below. I feel so old!" I moan, dropping back in my chair. The doctor walks in just as IDK starts gloating.
My 13 year old son has a mustache.
*headdesk*
He has a fine mustache.
I blink and stare at his upper lip in consternation.
Yes, it's still there.
I blink again and narrow my gaze.
The fine fuzzy line of blond hair is NOT going away.
"Oh my Goddess, you have a mustache!" I shriek.
"No I don't!"
"Yes you do!" I pointed to it. He feels his upper lip, shrugs and gives me his patented SE grin.
"Oh gods above and below. I feel so old!" I moan, dropping back in my chair. The doctor walks in just as IDK starts gloating.
My 13 year old son has a mustache.
*headdesk*
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