Gotta Shave

One of the most prized moments of the day for Dad is his late nigth shower. After a hard's day of work, scanning the computers for viruses, and packing up his ipod with the most recent review of a radio broadcast, he flip flops his way downstairs to shower.

So the other night when I heard J knock on the bathroom door and heard the exasperated: "Yee-uus?" from the corner region of the bano, I had to laugh.

J responded: "Can I get in there? I gotta shave!" (seven year olds love how smooth it makes their skin)

Then I was really laughing.

Apparently we have a Corvette in the family now. An uncle bought one. wee. ; )