five o'clock shadow

My son's preschool teacher took me aside this morning when I dropped him off.

She said, "I wanted to tell you a cute story."

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"Yesterday, I had him and Jack at a table practicing some letters when he started rubbing his chin."

He said, 'Yep, it's coming in.'

So I asked him if he was growing a beard.

'I need it to keep warm in the winter,' he explained.

Then he looked over at Jack. Carefully examining his chin. 'Hey, Jack. Yours is coming in, too!'

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It made my day. That boy. I tell you what.