After a wonderfully exhausting day of hanging out with friends, barbeque, sun, pool, and spa, I took a shower, shaved my legs, threw on a pair of boxer shorts, and donned a big ol’ cotton T-shirt. Laura was in bed reading with Tom, and I crawled in next to her.

Laura (wrapping her arms and legs around me): “Oh, Mommy. You’re so good to cuddle with.”

Mommy: “Did you notice that I even shaved my legs?”

Laura: “Way.”

2 comments on “Sans Quills”

  1. Awwww, touching moment. 😉

    I will have to forego having a similar touching moment since I haven’t shaved my legs since 1986. Hope Jarrah doesn’t notice. 😉

    xo,
    Sam

  2. Great Idea! I shaved my legs tonight just to have a similar experience. I even cut my favorite toenail I fondly call my “hate toenail” Don’t get in bed with me if I am mad at you… between the fireplace poker and my toenail, I feel perfectly safe at night. Oh and the high thread count sheets feel fabulous if you don’t have anyone who can appreciate your smoothness.
    xo

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