Gratituesday

Today I am thankful that hair grows back.

Over the weekend, my dear Valentine had a little malfunction on his trimmer while trimming his beard. So. The beard had to go. The skin on his chin hadn’t seen the light of day in over 11 years. The kids have never really seen him without it, except in pictures. As you can imagine, there was much drama as the shave continued.

Bethany couldn’t watch.

Becca couldn’t believe her eyes.

Sarah couldn’t believe the face that was emerging.

Elise couldn’t believe Daddy got shaving cream on his ears.

And there it goes.

He’s still handsome, and reminds me more of his mother without it, but I miss it and am grateful that hair grows back.