So! This winter Matt grew out a beard:
It was glorious. As all beards should be. But in a few days we're piling all of the kids in the van and driving south until we are out of this godforsaken winterscape. So last night? It was time for a shave.
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| So. Many. Options! (image from here) |
He started with the classic goatee:
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| Noooope. |
Then started to get crazy:
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| I... what is the goal here? |
And dissolved into a debate between the Fu and the Mushroom:
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| Or both? Is both a thing? The pic is blurry because we were both laughing too hard. |
Finally ending up with... well...
We are calling it the "Bizarro Matt"
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| EVIL. |
Yes. He went to work today that way. And will be rocking it at tonight's fishfry. After that I'm guessing he'll go back to plain old springtime Matt but what a fun journey it has been:
I... yeah. The baby hasn't been sleeping again - every night sometime around 2AM he does his I HATE THE WORLD thing for an hour or so. I'm deep enough into this parenting thing not to freak out about it - I know that this current nonsense is normal (teeth! not being on enough of a routine since he's dragged after his siblings everywhere! growth spurt! voodoo! just being a baby!). But that doesn't make it any easier. Or me any less of a zombie.
And when I don't sleep (EVER OMG) everything else kindof falls to shit. We're in survival mode, bitches.
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| It's a good thing I'm this cute. |
Clearly I am not currently capable of being witty or coherent. So instead of finishing one of the many coherent blog posts I have started (our new car! our upcoming vacation! birthday parties! knitting successes!) I posted that. Happy Weekend!
