So here we are! The fourth week and the grand whisker finale we've all been waiting for! I have to say that I am pretty impressed with my husband's hair follicles. They really rose (er, grew) to the occasion during the third week, and went full-on beard length during the fourth. I mean, he actually got food stuck in it once.
What my darling husband failed to mention was that at the end of the month, every teacher at his school (that grew a beard. Well, an intentional one. Apparently there's a fuzzy lady that works there, too) was required to shave the beard into some sort of crazy facial hairdo. Evan decided on a Fu Manchu and consequently looked like a time traveler that had been plucked straight off of Haight Ashbury in the 1970's. Of course, I had to take pictures (someday, our kids are going to be so proud), and here they are:
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| Look! A beard! |
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| Side view. Patchy never got it together, unfortunately. |
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| Here's the other side, with another lazy, good for nothin' bald patch. |
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| I obviously cannot hide my glee that the beard is going bye-bye! |
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| The shaving begins! |
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| The Fu Manchu is taking shape. Whoo. |
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| And there it is. My husband, with a Fu Manchu. The only problem was the his top lip was kind of sparse. I offered to color it in for him with an eyebrow pencil, but I was declined. |
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| Side view of the Fu Manchu. He went out in public like this. Seriously. |
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| I am smiling, but I'm secretly terrified that I am now married to a Wyatt Earp lookalike. |
Just to be clear, the Fu Manchu only lasted a day. I'm heartbroken that it had to go. Not.
Thanks for tuning into this exciting, hairy (puns, gotta love them!) journey we've been on for the last four weeks. Here's hoping Patchy I and Patchy II get their priorities straight for next November! I have my eye on you, Patchies!
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