Can someone tell my kid to stop growing up so damn fast?

I mean, really.

This kid is already talking about her first car - which we will get for her in another TWO AND A HALF YEARS - and her high school prom, oh and what college she wants to attend...

And she's only 13.

If I say that within earshot of her, she quickly reminds me, I AM ALMOST FOURTEEN, MOM. UGH

(insert teenage roll-of-the-eyes and exasperated grunt here)

Last week, she decided that she wanted a new hair cut before going back to school in August (we still have three glorious weeks of summer vacation!). Not only did she want to cut it...she wanted to cut all of it. Cut it all off.

As in, "mom, how do you think I would look with a bob?"

Le sigh.

I don't know what possessed me, but I agreed. So off to the salon we went, armed with magazines full of photos of hair styles for every whim and fancy that a teenage girl could possibly dream of.

This is what we started with...

And this is when I started crying...

And this is when I started crying even harder...

And then they were done blow drying and styling and my daughter was all smiles and happiness and couldn't wait to go show her grandma...

I have to admit, it is totally adorable and she looks lovely. It's a very youthful, fun and carefree hair style. It does require a bit of primping each morning, but all in all, it's relatively low maintenance. She has a lot of body and volume to her hair, so it lays well with these layers.

But...

But...

Doesn't it make her look older? I think it makes her look older than her 13 - ALMOST 14, MOM - years, and that makes me sad.

When I look at her, I still see this...

Why do they grow up so fast?!