Over the past month or so, I’ve been teaching the boys how to take showers by themselves. For the 6-year old, of course, this is no big deal. For the 4-year old, it’s a bit more challenging.<\/p>\n
It also would have been easier if I’d told my wife. It’s not that I was hiding it from her, but rather that I just didn’t think of telling her. In any case, showers with momma have been a lot different than showers with daddy.<\/p>\n
The whole issue came to a head the other day with our youngest. I handed him the soapy face cloth and gave him the quick review as to what to do with it.<\/p>\n
“I know,” he said. “I’ve been watching Momma.”<\/p>\n
“Great.” I turned away to make sure his towel was ready.<\/p>\n
“AAAAhhhh!” he shouted. “My eyes! My eyes! AAaaahhh! Help! Help!”<\/p>\n
I spun back around to find him holding the face cloth on his face. White soap foam dripped from the cloth’s edges, running down his cheeks. I grabbed it and pulled it away. <\/p>\n
“Ow!” he shouted. “Ow, ow, ow!”<\/p>\n
“Hold still,” I grabbed a clean face cloth and used it to wipe the soap away from his eyes, then rinsed the cloth and cleaned the rest of the suds off.<\/p>\n
He stood bravely, eyes scrunched tight, while little whimpers dribbled from his mouth.<\/p>\n
“It’s okay,” I said as I splashed some more water over his face. “You can open them. It’s okay. We got it all. What was that about?”<\/p>\n
He peeked, “that’s what momma does!”<\/p>\n
“Maybe without the soap?” I asked.<\/p>\n
He thought about that for a second, and then burst out laughing. “Yeah!”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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