Wait...YOU are embarassed by MY hair?

What's the title have to do with this post?  I will get to that soon.

Let's face it.  Most kids are awkward and not so cute during those tween years.  If you are 12 and still super cute, then you are one of the lucky ones.  Seriously.

What happens around these tween years is that kids start to lose their baby face.  They have lost their baby teeth.  BIG OLD ADULT chompers come in and look way to large for their still smallish head/body.  It's plain awkward...and we all know it.

Then it's time for braces.  And nowadays, it seems like almost every kid gets braces.  I had them.  For 4 years...4 looooonnnnng years.

Tweens also have very little clue about styling products or proper makeup application.
It's a big mess.

I can prove it.

ME...when I was in 8th grade.

So now I will tell you what the title of this post is referring to.

When I was in 6th or 7th grade, not sure which one, I went to a Science Fair at my school with my mom.  She had a fresh perm.  It was the very early 90s.  I said to her (yes, this is true...sweet, innocent me),  "I don't want you to walk around with me with your hair looking like that."  No, I didn't just lie and say that the perm looked fine or just keep it to myself.  I actually told her that I didn't want to be seen with her.

I don't remember what her response was but she probably just ignored me.  Now look back at the picture of me. 

She ignored my comment. 

I don't think I could have ignored that.  I hope so...but I am not sure.  Looking at my unattractive 13 year old self, I could think of about a dozen comments that I would have said to myself.

Wait, you are embarrassed by my hair?  Ummmm.  That makes sense.

And really, did you run out of the Vidal Sassoon?  What is going on with those curls/frizz?

P.S. The Flex shampoo and conditioner is not working for your hair type. 

Oh, and the teeth.  Good luck with them.

How about I stop paying for your braces, Snaggletooth.

And you know all those cardigan sweater sets/turtlenecks you like?  How about I stop buying them too?

Honestly, how rude was I?

But it's all good.  Karma is a bitch.  I have been blessed with three daughters that tell me stuff like this all the time.  So far, I have been told that my clothes are not fancy enough and that I look like a man (my 4 year old just came up with that gem the other day).  And I have been able to keep my cool.  Problem is, they are still young and cute.

Please God, give me the strength to bite my tongue during those tween years. 

Or give me the money to pay for the therapy bills.