Joys of Having a Tween

Oh, sure, Buddy cops an attitude every now and again. He's still prone to whining fits when he doesn't want to do something (clean his room, go to the store with me, etc.).

But a couple of weeks ago, I noticed a bump on his forehead. Upon closer inspection, it was a pimple! Right in the middle of his forehead between his eyebrows. That is what the Evil Twin and I refer to as "the mystic third eye".

Then, a day or two later, another one appeared under the first one. I asked him if he wanted me to buy him some face stuff and he said yes.

It's been a while since I purchased any Clearasil or any of that stuff, so I studied the myriad of "cures" available today. Wow! There are so many to pick from, some are reasonably priced and some are cha-ching! I guess it's sort of like all the anti-aging moisturizers. The companies know us gals will do anything to keep the wrinkles at bay, including paying big bucks for creams that may or may not work.

My skin is relatively blemish free, but once every few months, I'll get a pimple. Usually in the crease of my nose, where they are not only hard to get to, but also hurt like a demon. Lovely.

I would never buy a product just for an occasional break out, but since Buddy is headed towards Zit City, I can use whatever he's using.

So, you see, there are some perks to having a sullen teen (almost) around the house!

Now I just need to talk the little shit into letting me pop those babies!