One night last week after Evan took his bath, I was helping him brushing his teeth. He looked at himself in the mirror and as if he suddenly remembered something, he pulled the drawer open and started to look for something.
"What are you looking for?" I asked.
"A comb" he answered when he found one, which was one of those short black ones guys use. He then started to brush his damp hair looking into the mirror.
Well, that has never happened before, he has never brushed his own hair since he was born!
"You are going to go to sleep in a couple of minutes, why do you want to brush your hair now?" I asked.
"Because I want to be handsome." He answered while he was still at work.
"You want?" I was entertained by his answer. I didn't know he knows the word "handsome"J.
"I want to be handsome." He said it again and smiled, and he was so cute when he said thatJ.
I don't have a brother so I never know when a boy would start to care about his own image. Sure Evan wouldn't wear some hand down clothes if he thinks they are "ugly" but he hasn't really cared about how he looks on the face yet. Well, it looks like someone is growing up and 知道臭美了J.