Armpit Hair

I about died laughing a couple of nights ago. Michael came into my room and asked if he could talk to me for a minute. He shut the door and said, Mom, I have to tell you something and I am kind of freaked out about it. Of course, a million thoughts go through my head as to what was the matter and my panic is rising and he then says, "I'm growing hair under my arms". It took everything I had not to laugh out loud but I sure was chuckling on the inside. He then asked, do you want to see it? I don't know, I asked ... do I have to? Yes, he felt he had to show it to me so I looked and there is just this little tuft of hair. I gave the whole, Michael, this is just what happens speech, blah, blah, blah and he said, I know but I just don't want to be as hairy as Dad!!!