I am reading to Ainsley in my room before bedtime (cause you know, she sleeps there now). Clif walks in and takes off his shirt.
"Daddy, what are you doing?" Ainsley asks.
"I'm going to shave," he answers.
She literally jumps off the mattress and bounces into the bathroom.
"Can I watch, please, please, please?"
"Sure," he says.
"Why did you take off your shirt to shave?"
"So I don't get hair and shaving cream on it," he answers
I take this opportunity to
Ainsley perches herself on the toilet seat and waits for what comes next.
Clif spreads shaving cream across his face.
"Mommy, look at Daddy's face! He is so silly."
Clif looks at me with white foam on his cheeks and chin.
"Daddy, are you going to shave your cheeks?"
"Are you going to shave that big hair on your chin?"
She's quiet for a minute.
"Daddy, why is that buzzing?"
"It's just my razor, it helps with shaving," he answers.
"When I am a grown up I can't wait to use one that buzzes," she responds.
"Well girls don't usually shave their faces," Clif tells her.
"Oh." She seems a bit disappointed.
"Daddy! Be careful!"
"I'm being careful, Ainsley," he chuckles.
Her excitement can barely be contained. She is up and down on the toilet seat, crossing and uncrossing her feet, jabbering on and on as I start to fall asleep.
I hear a crash and open my eyes to see her pinned between the wall and toilet.
Before Clif or I can say anything she yells "I'm okay!" She jumps back up.
"Ainsley, just sit on the toilet and be still," Clif says holding back laughter.
"Okay Daddy, can I still watch?"
She leaps up again and throws her arms around his leg.
"Thank you Daddy! You are the best Daddy! I love you too much!"
"Daddy, you have some white stuff there," she points. Clif shaves.
"Daddy, you missed that spot too," she points. Clif shaves.
"Daddy, you didn't get all that big hair off your chin."
"I'm working on it, Ainsley," Clif responds.
"Okay Daddy, don't forget."