The youngest boy related a conversation to me this morning that transpired between himself and his thirteen year old brother. It made me smile.
The thirteen year old has been in awe of a zit on his nose that popped up some time this week. The youngest, naturally, has been teasing him about it mercilessly.
“You’re just jealous” replied his older brother.
“Uhhh…why would I be jealous of a zit?” Came the incredulous reply.
“Because it means I am becoming a man”, insisted the young boy man smugly.