The Christmas to Easter beard with variations....

This is my husband.

He enjoys walking, biking occasionally, playing tennis, all things sports related, logical (which balances my spontaneity really well) is a hard worker, reads only periodicals, is excellent to bounce ideas off of and talk to being extremely open-minded for a mormon (not that there is anything wrong with that:), enjoys playing church B-ball only in the role of silent assasin (he rocks but never lets on about himself), and.....he is a facial hair horticulturist. A real life chia pet! Being from a BYU family, naturally, he graduated from the U. The beard exists entirely for the familial surprise factor which occured on our recent Spring Break sojourn to Utah. His fascination with facial hair is just a branch on the internal rebellion tree. He does it cause he can. He does it cause none of his 57 first cousins do. He does it because it keeps him out of the higher Priesthood callings (he told me this isn't true and to take it out!)....Did that work for Brigham Young....NOPE! He does it cause his dad never did (or can...Church/BYU employee!) for Kent's entire life. He does it because he feels like he looks 22 without facial hair. But mostly he does it cause he can. The fact that he couldn't feel me or the kids kiss his face for 2.5 months didn't deter him ( did I mention he is uncommonly determined/stubborn?), the fact that I literally heaved in my mouth when he would eat his second dinner from the sides of his beard nor the fact that he chewed the hair on the sides of his mouth as some would nervously chew their fingernails didn't stop the K-train beard growth! I mean really people look at that bush! And what is the journey toward clean shaven Priesthood holder land without a short stop in Fu-man-chu country?! This is the Tim McGraw Fu-man-chu being slightly more trimmed. He has pulled a facial hair episode like this before. A few times actually. There is no telling when or where the desire might come from or erupt, though it usually takes place in winter. It's just all of a sudden "Honey just so you know I won't be shaving for the next 4-6 months." This feels slightly akin to a small sentence being handed down for a minor traffic misdeamor. "WHAT DID I DO?!" Am I wrong to think that the Tom Selleck look might be just right for him?! YES! Yes, I am.

Ah! We arrive! For the first time since December, Harry let Kent kiss him. For the first time since December we can see him, and love him, and revel in his exceptional looks! (he told me to add in revel in his exceptional "flavor-savor".) There is no beginning there will be no end to the unique Kentchee!