"Mom, that's a problem!"

Last night while drying Elijah off from his bath and getting him ready for bed he claimed that he had a cut on his toe and need a band aide. As, any good mother would I asked him to show me what toe so I could put the requested band aide on the nonexistent cut. Well, when he went to do this he noticed a spot on the bottom of his foot. Elijah questioned it with a worried brow "Hey, how did I get marker on my foot?" I explained it's not marker it's a "freckle" Elijah, "Huh??" "Yeah, look see the spots on mommy's face, chest, & arms they are freckles and you have one too!" Elijah firmly stated "MOM, that's a problem take it back! You say you are sorry RIGHT now! I don't want a freckle!" I tried to explain I could not take it back but he just was not getting it. We thankfully moved on with our evening and he was off to bed. I have caught him looking at it a few times today and trying to scratch it off but he has not asked about it. Freckles, kind of a difficult thing to explain!