Big boy

Out of the blue, Reed came up to me today and said, "I'm getting to be a big boy now." So I said, "You sure are." To which Reed, pointing to his upper lip replied, "Yep, I got some whiskers growing!" It was so cute! I made a big fuss and oohed and aahed over his lip, even though obviously there was nothing there (except for some macaroni and cheese residue). A little later, he pointed his cheek and said, "I got some whiskers on my cheek too." Apparently he and Grandpa had been talking about whiskers a few days ago and the conversation really stuck with Reed.