Lil Sippy Cup, however, has specific expectations for my personal appearance.
Me: "Lil dude! Good morning! How are you?"
Lil Sippy Cup (rubbing his eyes): "What's that?"
Me: "Hmm?"
Lil Sippy Cup (pointing at my face): "That. What is that?"
Me: "Uhm, my face?"
Lil Sippy Cup: "No. The thing on your face."
Me: "My beard?"
Lil Sippy Cup: "Yeah."
We stare at each other in silence for a few minutes.
Lil Sippy Cup: "I don't like it."
Me: "Yeah, I figured."
We stare at each other in silence for another minute or two.
Lil Sippy Cup: "Daddy, I don't like it."
Me: "Yeah, I'm gonna go shave."
As a parent, you learn to pick and choose your battles.
Debating the awesomeness of my beard just wasn't a priority this morning.
Besides, it was getting kind of itchy.
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