Yesterday I was driving Grady to Joy School at his Nana's house. He lets out a gasp and says, "I have hairs on my skin! I'm almost all growed up like dad, mom!" He was looking at his arms when he said this, and then proceeded to inspect the rest of his body. "Mom! I have hairs on my legs. Do I have hairs on my face like Daddy? Daddy shaves his hairs every day, not just on church days. Do I need to shave when I'm all growed up?"
He makes my day sometimes.
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