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Ranking way high up on my proud parent scale:

Yesterday was haircut day.

Youngest son (almost 12), got his typical trim and cut - taming his curly locks so that he once again looks semi-neat.

Middle son (almost 16), sullenly got his usual compromise trim - more than he wanted to be cut off but less than what his mom wanted to see.

But the big news is my oldest (17). For years, he had been sporting what I call "the middle school haircut" - much like the current style of middle son. It's that all too common mop of hair that covers everything and causes an every thirty-second swing of the head to help restore full eyesight. He'd been talking about getting it cut shorter for a month or two now and took the plunge with yesterdays cut. He has ears! And eyes! And a neck! Suddenly my boy has been replaced with a young man - he could easily pass for 19. I found myself just staring at him as we were playing cards last evening. Happy to see my little boy grow up (and feeling the pain of the same thing). He's off scouting a potential college as I type this.

Life moves on.

I have a similar situation. Stephen likes his long. It's totally straight and he has this surfer-guy look working. He's in high school. He will only consent to a trim if he'd have to put it in a ponytail during science lab instead.

Rain Man is in middle school and wants to do what his big brother does, so he grew his hair long. His is wavy and it framed his face nicely and he looked great. But it got in his way when he played viola and he got tired of pushing it out of his eyes, so he got it cut shorter by his request last time.

Mini-Me is in elementary school and plays baseball and long hair would just crowd him. He's always asking me to trim up the bangs so the ballcap doesn't push his hair in his eyes. He's way more function than form.