After spending an hour-and-a-half at the hair salon this morning getting a trim and highlights, I returned home to find my twenty-two year old son rummaging through the fridge.

He looked up, noticed my hair and said, “Oh! You’ve got bangs!” Then he stuck his head back in the fridge to continue the hunt for breakfast.

Huh.

I have had bangs since I was thirteen years old. He has never, ever known me without bangs.

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