Little Big Man

I began waking the Brain early this week in preparation for middle school. Poor guy really likes to sleep in. As I was sitting on the edge of his bed, I noticed something.

Me: Those are some hairy legs you've got there, Son.

The Brain: Yep.

Me: Got any hair on your chest?

The Brain: Nope.

Me: Under your nose?

The Brain: Nope.

Me: Huh.

The Brain: But I do have hair in places I don't want to talk about.

Me: [shaking head and stifling a giggle] I didn't need to know that, Son.