My fiancé has been officially out of the military for a little over a month now. His first matter of freedom, was to grow a beard. Now....when I first tried picturing this, I was thinking along the lines of ZZ Top, and I was NOT okay with that. But as it started coming in, I was realizing how ridiculously hot it was, and how great it looked on him. I was falling in love all over again!!!
Okay okay.. I'll stop. But today, when he asked if he should shave... I wasn't exactly in the right mindset, because I might have hinted around to a 'yes,' which resulted in a sad, clean shaven guy emerging from the bathroom, and a very confused 3 year old. Poor Noodle kept saying he didn't want him like that, and I guess he wanted him to put his beard back on. But after all is said and done, I'm quite enjoying the smooth face for a few days, before it starts growing back. Him... Not so much! Poor guy haha!
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