Elliot POV.
Daddy said he loves my beard, but he loves me to beardless too, he said he have to get it off my face. So he washed my face with warm water and soap, I whined and cried at that, I don’t like water, but daddy said this is the way to shave my beard. I’m not drawing one on again, I hate the way I have to shave, we didn’t use the machine daddy used, there no buzzing noise, just my whimpers and cries while being washed.
Finally after I was clean, daddy was wet with how often I splashed him while whining, we both got new dry clothes on us, he got us breakfast. I ate mine with his help, I was happy not to go to work today, we get to have fun and play together.
“Dylan wants to take you to the park, is that okay little one?” he ask me, I nod my head yes, I’m okay with going to the
