April 19, 2011
I am so confused. I just don't know what to make of the following exchange. Maybe you can help me......
Drake: Mom! I've got armpit hair! And it's not just peach-fuzz. It's getting black.
Karli: Drake. Stop looking at your armpit hair.
Drake: Karli, you're so lucky that you have armpit hair!
What?! I was driving at the time, so later on, I checked this alleged armpit hair. (Drake's, not Karli's) Yeah. The boy's got Nothing. Barely peach-fuzz, and only if you look at it a certain way with the light shining just so. Do you think I might be in trouble? Aye-yi-yi! And now, I'm wondering WHY would I even check to see if he had armpit hair in the first place. I need a vacation!