We had this conversation the other morning.
Zack: Mommy! Mommy, I'm getting pokey things on my chin!
Me: [blank stare]
Zack: There are pokey things on my chin, like Daddy.
Me: You mean whiskers?
Zack: Yeah! I've got whiskers. Daddy will have to take them off (said with the utmost seriousness).
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No, he doesn't really have whiskers. It's dry skin. But he is convinced that he's got whiskers. He went up to Rob again the other day, rubbing his chin which he was holding up in the air, saying he was getting pokey things. It's really just too sweet.
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So glad his whiskers aren't real!
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