From terrorist to tenth grade yearbook...
I wanted a few with Stella to commemorate the occasion, 1908 portrait style.
Stella carefully and methodically helped remove the beard, one "yucky" layer at a time.
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15 comments:
LOVE these photos!
Stella, I love you. What a girl!
And I'll get used to the no-beard. Kari's happiness trumps all!!
xo Cathy in Missouri
P.S. Stark realization that there is nothing I could - ever - do to recreate tenth grade yearbook.
Next life.
Haha too cute!!
What a fantastic milestone!!
Hah to what Cathy said in her second comment! Me too!
And I liked the beard, but I understand why it had to go. I gave up wanting Simon to get rid of his a long time ago. Kinda used to it now, so it stays!
Stella is so gorgeous.
So cute! Yeah, you totally did have sort of a terrorist thing going on. You look nice without. :) (I remember my dad, who had a thick beard and mustache all through my childhood, coming home from work one day when I was in 6th grade, having shaved the entire beard portion off. I could hardly look at him for days. Who the Hell was this imposter?!)
LOL... you're not Canadian, are you? You know that a lot of hockey players grow beards during the playoffs & then shave them off afterwards?
Much as I've grown used to seeing you with a beard, I do like the clean-shaven look. ; )
:) Love Stella's expressions. Love that hope did not disappoint.
I have to say, I'm with Kari. It is time. (said in best monkey from the lion king voice).
Stella's face is just priceless! Love it. Adieu, beard.
xo
those pictures will be priceless to stella one day :)
i think i mentioned my husband did the same thing- and he really looked like a hardcore biker dude by the end- the nurses on the long-term floor i was staying on were a little scared when he came to visit during the pregnancy.
i was so happy that he shaved it off! iike you, he lost at least a decade or two and looked like a former version of himself. kari must feel like she's got a new boyfriend, lol!
Yes, Kari's happiness definitely trumps all, no matter how many times a day Stella asks if I can grow my beard back so my "kisses don't hurt."
Love that story. I remember feeling the same way about my Dad and his moustache. Can't imagine a beard!
Not Canadian, as much as I'd like to be while gallivanting around the globe. :)
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