Mom, I think my hair is getting thick above my lip--it bothers me like something is there.
Me: ( inspecting his upper lip.) Hate to break it to you kid--there's nothin' there.
Yes there is- I can feel it.
Me: let me get my camera and show you.
Me: see- nothin' there but peach fuzz. You ain't that old yet.
(for real?? Heaven help. No one warned me that right after I had that first little baby we'd be discussing puberty!)
3 years ago