Tuesday, July 3, 2012
The Lady Baby loves to help. If there is a sponge in sight she won't rest until it is in her hand - ready for wiping. She'll wipe the floors, the walls, her face, the doors, me... anything really.
We were soaking in a warm bath together the other night when she decided that I needed some help to wash my face. She did a fabulous job of lathering up and smearing cleanser all over my forehead and cheeks, as she moved her tender little hands to my chin- she stumbled across a rough patch, looked at me proudly and declared 'BEARD'.
Next she'll approach me with a razor and offer to help me shave.
She must have learnt her tact from her big brother.