My husband surprised the beejeepers out of me Friday evening when, with no forewarning or announcement of his plans,
he walked into the kitchen looking like this:
he walked into the kitchen looking like this:
It turns out there's a nice face under all that beard, complete with dimples.
We both think the droopy hat goes better with the brush.
I know this won't last so I'm enjoying it while I can.
I know this won't last so I'm enjoying it while I can.