Time to Shave!

Yes, for those of you who haven’t seen me in awhile, the beard came off.

Jonathan of course was more than happy to assist in the project, and now I have officially rejoined the human race.

It feels strange, and I absolutely hate having to shave every morning (and if warranted in the evening as well). But Jon enjoys the opportunity to be a “big boy.” And it’s not as scratchy anymore, so I can live with the decision.

You just knew it was bad when Jon started asking me “You shave?” They are all plotting against me. . .