{The Mole}

Kylee has become infatuated with the mole on my face. Every time I hold her she looks at it, touches it and she will even try to pick it off! Then we go through the same conversation...

Kylee: Was that?
Me: A mole.
Kylee: Moooole?
Me: Yes, a mole.
Kylee: What's doin?
Me: Just sitting on my face.
Kylee: Oh.

My mole has never bothered me, but for some reason it bothers her. So should I be bothered now?



{Great! I shouldn't have said anything. Now everyone is going to stare at my mole...}