After sporting a long beard for over a year, Sean decided to begin the new year with a shave. I hadn’t known he had planned to do this, and walked in from outside where Owen and I had been playing, and was very surprised. Owen was even more so. He stroked his own chin and stared at Sean from a distance and finally asked, “Where is Daddy’s beard?” (Although his version of “beard” is always more like “beet”….). He was finally brave enough to approach this beardless father and inspect the smooth chin.
But now, when we ask Owen, “Where is Daddy’s beard?” he will respond, “Don’t worry, Daddy! I find it!” and then sets off on a hunt that includes peeking under tables and behind chairs, etc.