There's nothing like a trip to a mountain cabin to convince you not to shave anymore. I spent the awkward early growth stage tormenting the girls with my whiskers. But I didn't get much further than that. The girls put their feet down -- the scratchiness must go.
I did the first half. The girls did the second. This is Sophia's hand:
And this is Carissa's hand:
Just kidding--she did great.
The evening ended the way so many evenings end:
Hey look, the kids just became a business expense!
Stew,
ReplyDeleteI like the beard. See if you can convince Carissa to relent.
Pops