Well, there is a first time for everything and today was a first time for shaving....Rebecca shaving, that is. (Fear not, I have been shaving for years.) We all piled into the bathtub for the grand experience....Caroline included. As you see, we do not have one of those fancy whirlpool tubs, so it was a bit of a tight squeeze. We had a few words of instruction before she began and then she lathered up and went at it. Not one nick....amazing kid. Here is how the conversation went:
Me: Make sure you rinse your razor off after every stroke or two. You have to be careful around your ankles and this bone that runs up the front of your leg.
Rebecca: Ok... well, I am about to shave up the bone and I am nervous.
Me: Don't be nervous. Just pray and ask God to help.
Rebecca: Mom, that is a little weird...asking God to help with shaving.
Me: God cares about shaving. He cares about every detail of our lives.
Caroline: Rebecca, you are suppose to rinse your razor off after every two strokes! (Caroline cares about the details too.)