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My Hair

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Mom said she always knew I’d be born with a head full of dark hair. She was right. I’m no bald baby.  When people meet me, they don’t say “hello Sylvia” they say “oh my, look at that hair” as if I were a hair.

When it’s dry, my hair is dark, stick straight and very fine and I get some pretty good bedhead.  When it’s wet you can see curls, just like mom and dad have.  I wonder what my hair will be like when I grow up.

I already had my first haircut, let me tell you I do not recommend that place.  They shaved two patches on either side of my head so I look like an old man with a receding hairline.  If I want to hide it then I get the comb-over look.  I’m sure it was necessary for them to have a place to tape that needle in my head when I was born, but they sure weren’t conservative with the clippers.

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