i wanna grow up

"I need some advice about growing up," he asked, "like how to drive and how to shave." Please don't be in such a hurry, my youngest child, to trade flying free on the top of your bike for strapping yourself into the responsibility of a car, to trade your hand-drawn beard for real whiskers. A time will come soon enough when you will look back on this day and long for the simple worries of a seven-year-old, like how to keep that beard from washing off in the bath.

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