I'm (obviously) at the computer, and Hubs and Cullen are taking a shower. Nobody in this house is allowed to shower alone anymore. Nobody. So when Hubs said he was going to take a shower, Cullen immediately ran into the bathroom and started stripping frantically.
Whenever they shower together, Cullen thinks he needs to shave like Daddy. Every few seconds I hear a little voice asking, "Shave-a? Shave-a?"
Then it gets more desperate, more demanding: "SHAVE-A! SHAVE-A!" Then there's some grunting and whining, followed by laughter.
Hubs just said, "Okay, look up. Hold still. Oh, wow. If I had a beard that thick, I'd need to shave four or five times a day, too."
I couldn't help but laugh.
We're going to town in a minute to look for a kids' shaving kit... and to buy more shaving cream.
Hubs said Cullen goes through a can in one shower.
That's some serious growth.