Col has been growing out his beard for his Halloween costume. It is now long enough that the baby can grab handfuls and yank. For some time, it has been understood that he will shave after Halloween. Last night, this understanding became a bit less understood as Col admired his beard in the mirror and said "Maybe I won't shave after Halloween."
Don't get me wrong, I like the beard. It is a great Paul Bunyan beard. I will miss the beard when it is gone. However, I know a day will come (probably around Nov. 1) when I will wake up and look at him and say "So... are you going to shave today?" and hopefully he won't say "I think I've decided to never shave again" because though I like the beard, I'm tired of it jabbing me in the face.