And finally you say e’nups a’nup.
Well I get that way with one of the things Mommy and Daddy does to me a couple times per week.
Right after I get out of the shower. I brush-a-teef, dry my hair, put smelly stuff under my arm, a sprinkle-a-day…
You know…get pretty.
But sometimes they put this white stuff on my face.
It’s the weirdest thing though. It comes out blue, green, purple…but then changes to white. How does that even happen???
Anywho?? That’s not the bad part.
I have to contort my face. Stand still. Look in the mirror. Torture I tell you. Torture.
And then after it’s all done. They tell me I’m beautiful.
Like I don’t already know that???? <insert quizzical head shake here>
Like that works…I’m twenty something…a grown up…
Oh who am I kidding…that is kinda funny…
There they are. Now they’re gone. Annnd then they’re back.
We’ve also tried one of the things they use at the barber shop to cut my hair.
Mom and Dad say it’s ‘cuz of my autism. Something about my sensory…something or other…
I don’t know about that? I just think it’s annoying.
Although. As big-of-a-pain as they are when they do it…there must be an art to it.
I tried it once on my own.
And…well…lets just say it didn’t turn out “beautiful”.
In fact. There were lotsa band-aids. LOTS.
And it’s not like they just make me do it.
Dad does it to his face too. And his HEAD. Yea…his head????
Mom doesn’t have to do her face…or head. But she does her legs. I tried that once too…it didn’t turn out good either. I don’t recommend that…at all.
Aw-rite I gotta for now.
Bye. See ya ta-mah-wo.
This is where I got the pictures: