Carter takes after my side of the family and consequently is a hairy little guy. Ever since he was born he’s had a mustache and back hair, very light, but they’re there. We kid him about it sometimes and tell him what a cute little hairy guy he is, meanwhile thinking, this kid is going to be a beast when he’s grown up. He just grins and takes it in stride.
Carter apparently has a crush on our friend Autumn N. Today I called her after she’d just come home from getting a new haircut. Carter overheard us and wanted to talk to her, so I put him on the phone and he told her HE’D just had a haircut. She was politely impressed. I took the phone from him and continued my conversation with her, and told her to come over so I could check out her new ‘do.
After I hung up, Carter asked if Autumn was coming over and I said “Yes.”
He said, “I want Autumn to see my back hair.”