A moment with Lacey
The other day I was sitting at the table coloring with Lacey
when a man with a big beard walked by. Lacey pointed out the window and
exclaimed, “No! No! You Go!!” I looked at the man and back at Lacey, “But Lacey,
don’t you like his beard?!” She gave me
the evil eye, shook her head and once again said, “No!” So I looked out at the
man and then back at Lacey and tried again, “Ooooh, I get it…you like your men
clean-shaven, don’t you Lacey?” She looked down, wrinkled her nose and smiled,
“yea” she said with the tenderness of a mother soothing her baby.
*names changed to protect privacy
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