Tonight, I saw a note above the hamper…

I looked closer…

Then closer still…

A drawing of me with a beard.  In this case, a beard that I grew when I gave up shaving for Lent…  in 2011!  Did I really look that bad that my children still remembered that beard from over five years ago?

Okay, they were right.  It was a bad beard and sad to say, their drawing was pretty accurate.

Good to know one of the many deep scars that will remain with them until late in life.  “Remember that time when Dad gave up shaving for Lent and grew a nasty beard?”  Yes, sadly we all will remember that Lent for a long, long time.