Good Job Mommy, Yeah!

Yesterday I was sitting on the edge of the bathtub
shaving my legs and Abigail came in to investigate.
She kept asking over and over what I was doing
and I told her shaving. Of course she too wanted
to shave and I told her, "later on". Being two years
old means you ask over and over again the same
question, "What you doing Mommy?" Then she
started cheering and clapping telling me, "Good
job Mommy, Yeah!" Never before have I been
coached and cheered for while shaving my legs.