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Wow, it’s been a heavy day … let’s end it on a slightly lighter note, shall we?

I have started a new family tradition. Well, it kinda started itself a few years ago with Son#1, but we continued with Son#2 over the weekend.

Here’s how it goes:

When you spot your very first teeny sprouts of dark armpit hair emerging, immediately come and show me and everyone else who is in the house at the time.

Hold up your arms so we can all squint into your armpits to examine the evidence of your forthcoming manhood.

Stand their proudly, with a big grin on your face as we “ooooh” and “aaaaaah” over the little black blighters!

Give us a few minutes to squeeze your already-red cheeks and playfully punch you in the gut as we rag the hell out of you.

And then, my young man, you get given a set of keys to the house.

Hairy armpits = you’re old enough for a key 🙂