A Lash and a Lesson
Like most young boys, my 3-year-old has the eyelashes that most of us women long for.
He has those elongated, luscious, dark and thick lashes that tears bead off of when his eyes moisten. I love the way Carson bats his lashes when he begs for another lollipop or one more book at bedtime. It usually works.
Those lashes are beautiful and I have always admired them. He also has that twinkle in his eye that most young children have, but within his sparkle lies a devilish glean, an indication of his innate mischievousness.
The other day after school, while throwing rocks at his grandmother’s fence and knowing he shouldn’t, I looked at him and saw something different than the long lashes he normally sports.
I asked him to come nearer, in my mom-like voice. He knew he was in trouble, so he reluctantly swaggered near. What I had noticed minutes prior wasn’t his new “big boy” haircut, but it was something around his eyes.






Some boys spend to much time on how cute they look like what do u need to do BESIDES getting shaped or a haircut!
RT @: Lol I wonder how many boys who goes to the hairdresser, and says "I want a Justin Bieber haircut."
RT @: Lol I wonder how many boys who goes to the hairdresser, and says "I want a Justin Bieber haircut."
Lol I wonder how many boys who goes to the hairdresser, and says "I want a Justin Bieber haircut."
The evening begins with Seacrest going down the line of contestants like a drill sargeant with an expensive haircut and a lifetime supply of Crest Whitestrips. When he gets to the end, he gives his "This is American Idol!" line, and Heejun mouths it







