That’s Your NF

Ethan has never noticed the spots all over his body. Until tonight. While getting him ready for bed, he had his shirt off, and he rested his finger on his chest and said “What’s this?”. I thought he was playing a guess-the-body-part game and I said “That’s your chest!”. He moved his finger, looked down, and pointed right at one of his CALS and asked again “What’s this?”. Sigh. I knew he’d ask eventually, but I was hoping it was going to be later. We’re not trying to hide it from him, but he’ll have a lifetime to carry this burden. He doesn’t need to start now. Luckily, he’s still so young and he won’t get it all for some time. But still…

I just (as happily as I could) told him “That’s your NF.” and he said “My NF? Oh!” as if everyone has an NF.

Sigh.