I’ve been meaning to blog about it for a while now, with the time change and springing forward it seems like perfect timing, and it’s definitely blog worthy. So here we go . . . right after Thanksgiving my husband decided to grow a beard. Why? Who really knows? He’s never had a beard, he a) wanted to see if he could grow one and b) wondered if it would connect to his mustache. It was quite a hilarious and dramatic event in his life our lives, emphasis on the dramatic part. He researched and googled beard websites (yes they do exist, google it). He watched it grow, he took vitamins to help it along and we sat patiently and watched the miracle come to life. By Christmas he had a full beard. It took a month, but it was glorious!!! He was so proud, people actually didn’t recognize him and it almost became a game to see who would. While at the peak of it’s glory, he requested a quick photo shoot to mark the event. By quick I mean he was wearing shorts with the jacket and literally gave me 5 minutes to work with. But I did it and I’m pretty happy with these few images. Unfortunately, as of a week ago, the beard has been shaved. He is sporting his new summer look and vaguely resembles Tico Torres (drummer from Bon Jovi), sideburns and all. Ok I’m probably the only person that thinks that, well I know I’m the only person that thinks that :O) Enjoy!
