When I was in middle school, I had a HUGE crush on my English teacher, Mr. Baxter. He had a beard every fall and then shaved it off during spring break. My husband can't stand facial hair, but every once in awhile he will try to please me by growing a beard for as long as he can stand it. This usually falls over conference weekend, because he won't go to church unless he's cleanly shaven. So my gift for conference this year was the above photos. He only lasted 6 days, it was getting itchy and he had important meetings at work. But at least I got a few good kisses in and a picture. Love ya babe!
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