Well Dustin has been growing some facial hair for the last few weeks for the sole purpose of shaving it off to leave a beautiful full mustache for Thanksgiving. He told me that he was going to be the scary uncle at Thanksgiving this year. He was so proud of his mustache and wore it the entire week. He even dressed up and posed for pictures for everyone. The funniest part was that by the end of the week the novelty of the "stache" had worn off and I kinda forgot that he had it anymore. We were at the mall and he started talking to this man about BYU footbal for a minute, and all of a sudden I realize that my husband has A MUSTACHE! What must that man have been thinking? Who has a mustache? Dustin swears that a Hispanic family was making fun of him as well in the mall. I wasn't there I don't know but I wouldn't be surprised.
The boys had fun shooting clay pigeons out into the field.
Monday, November 26, 2007
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I hate mustaches, and Dan thinks they're "distinguished." He's also looking forward to going bald and growing a stache. Oh my.
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