One of a kind

Setting:  I am wetting Britton's hair so I can comb it. (I have no idea how to comb little boy hair.  Cowlicks and parts get the best of me!  This is what happens when we let his hair grow out!  But that's a whole other post!)

I always tell him he is so handsome like his daddy.  He then usually goes down the list...Daddy handsome, Mami handsome, Bishop handsome, Britton handsome!  So I told him that boys are handsome and girls are pretty and I told him that Mami is a girl.

Me:  Britton, are you a boy or a girl?

Britton:  I'm a Britton!!