So I am coming home from work and getting excited because my daughters should be at the house when I get home. It was then that I realized that I forgot to shave the night before. My daughters hate my facial hair. I started to think back on the time I forgot to shave last time which went like this:
I walk in the door.
Me: (excited to see my daughters) Hi my beautiful princesses!
Vikkie: (looking at me then putting her hands on her hips): Daddy! You didn't shave. We have talked about this.
Samie: (looking up at me than shaking her head) He really needs to listen.
I then started to think that maybe they got over it, and maybe this time when I walked in the door they wouldn't even notice that I forgot to shave. Yeah, they will be so happy to see me. because we didn't get to see each other last weekend, that they won't even noticed that I didn't shave.
When I walked in the door:
