Clay spent the entire month of November growing, grooming and admiring the hair on his upper lip. I can't tell you how many times he asked me, "Does it look thick and full?" (Yes, Clay) "No, but can you tell it's a moustache?" (Yes, Clay....it's a moustache) "Should I shave it yet?" (Whatever you want to do, Clay). My responses grew increasingly monotone after two weeks of this.
But he was very proud, and loved to tell me how his coworkers enjoyed seeing his face each morning. Smiles in the elevator, giggles in the hallway...one guy even asked him if he was dying it black! He loved the attention.
But, alas, all things must come to an end, right? Especially when Koen told him one night, "Daddy, when you kiss me hair goes in my mouth." Spoken with genuine concern.
Here are the boys right before the final shaving ceremony. Now we are back to clean shaven.
Goodbye furry friend!
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