Throughout the winter months Matt has been growing out his beard. At first it was a test to see how long it would actually get (which was at least an inch and a 1/2 in all directions) then it became a necessity because of the absurdly cold weather. The results were the pretty hairy face above, or as my brothers referred to it, "he looks like one of those anarchist mountain extremist men from Montana." Wow, now if that doesn't make you want to repeat a look for a second winter I don't know what will.
We knew he was hiding some face behind all that thick, red, curly hair! The cutting of the beard was Matt's gift to Harper Belle on her birthday. Yes, many moons ago, but I finally got this posted on the blog! Here's to my smooooooooth baby faced man. Love you!
Now you just have crazed look in your eye of a vagabond with no gnarly beard to go with it. Yikes!