Boys, what will I do with them?

Nathan (8) is my oldest. My first born, natural leader,  jokester, and genuinely sweet kid. He is antsy; for lack of better words. So eager to grow and be grown. To try out the basic staples of becoming a young man. 

This evening, he comes downstairs after a shower. Hair combed nicely, teeth flossed and brushed, and wearing cologne. I say to him, "Nathan, are you wearing cologne?"  Nathan...." Yes "   Me....."Why?"   Nathan....." Because mom, Im a man and men wear cologne"

   WHAT?!?!?!?!?