Today I told Ben how cute he is. Because he is. He's got such an adorable round head with beautiful hazel eyes and long, thick black lashes. I gave him a buzz cut on Monday (long story) and it reminds me of his baby days in Florida when he always wore his hair that way. *sigh* Memory lane...
However, memory lane is not the point of this post. After I told Ben how cute he is, this is the conversation that followed.
Ben: Mom, I'm not cute. Don't call me cute.
[Emanuel (wrinkling his nose): He's not cute! I'm cute.]
Me: So what should I call you, Ben? Handsome, like your dad?
Ben: No. I'm not cute, I'm not handsome. I'm just cool. I only want to be cool.
Me: O.K. Ben, you are cool.
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