The Professional Shaver

This is Greg guest blogging on Lisa's blog. Quick story about Ellie:

Ellie walked in as I was shaving, and decided she wanted to shave too. So she got the shaving cream and, just as I did, she put it on her chin and cheeks. And nose, and forehead, and ears. And hands, and hair. Then she got a tiny lotion cream, about 3 inches long with a straight edge at the bottom, and proceeded to shave her face down. That was pretty fun.

Next, she decided she wanted to shave me. My chest and tummy to be precise. So she spread the shaving cream all over, and started shaving away. I tried to go get a washcloth, but she held my wrist and wouldn't let me go.
At one point, I said, "C'mon kid, its time to go eat".
And she replied, "I'm not a kid, I'm a professional".