I say "Wow your beard is getting really...long"
He says "Do you want to run your hands through it?"
I say "Not really (gag...I mean I love you)"
He says "It's my finals beard, I will shave it after my last final"
I say "When is your last final?"
He says "In three weeks"
That is pretty much how the conversation went this weekend. I kept cracking homeless man jokes while he chased me around trying to rub his face on me.
Later that night I thought Elliott was shaving. This is what he came out looking like.


We had a good laugh. Then I made him swear he would atleast shave on our wedding day.
We'll see what happens.





ooooh my god. he's just like dad, when dad came down with a hitler mustache.
ReplyDeleteWell..looks like one son currently MIA and 3 extremely good looking sons left!
ReplyDeleteIf you can lift a fork..you can lift a razor :)
nice elliott.KEEP IT
ReplyDeleteMegan and I had a similar conversation. When she's pregnant, I get to grow a beard!
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