Today, I just have a quick Amy conversation to share.
She woke up wet this morning (a rare event these days), so I brought her into the shower with me to clean her up.
I had an early meeting, so I was short on time. However, I was wearing capri pants, so I needed to shave my legs. No time for the real thing, so I grabbed my electric razor to do a quick job before jumping into the shower.
Of course, mini-me was standing by and was absolutely fascinated with whole process.
Here is the short conversation it prompted:
Amy: "What is that?"
Me: "An electric razor."
Amy: "What are you doing to your legs?"
Me: "Just cleaning them up."
Amy: With a puzzled look on her face, she looked at my arm and said, "Are you going to clean up your arms too?
What would I do without her comic relief?