Adolescence

In the car the other day, it was just us girls.  Ashley busts out with, "Some of my friends were talking about 'peach fuzz' today." 

Oh.  Ok.  So I am somewhere between panic (are we really having more puberty talks already) to pride (I am so glad she feels comfortable talking with me about these things).  So I steady myself and say, "Oh.  What were they saying?"

"I don't know, "she replies, "I don't really know what 'peach fuzz' is."

Ok, I can do this.  "Ash, its just when thin, fine hairs start to grow in places where maybe there hasn't been hair before.  Does that make sense?" (you know, I want to check in for understanding)

"Oh, I get it.  Like on your lip?"  she replies.
"Well, No, I mean, yes, I mean I guess.  I don't really think I have hair on my lip, but if so that would be it, yes.  And well.  OK."

Ashley was flustered too, why was I so defensive.  So I explained to her that 'peach fuzz' can happen lots of places, and etiquette dictates it only really ok to comment on your own, not others. 

And now I am off to the salon for a wax.