Beauty Marks

This morning as Sadie Re and I were snuggling, she kindly began counting the moles on my arm. Then my neck, boobies, face...I have a TON. She says, "Oh, Mommy...jew have a yot of owwies." I kindly explain that they are in fact moles, not owwies. Smarty pants..."Jew wrong, Mommy. Jew need to go to da doctors." Maybe I should have called them beauty marks??