This afternoon Ed did something that he hadn’t done since the mid-nineties.
Needing to run some errands and pick up supplies Ed decided to wait until this morning so he could take our young granddaughter, Violet, with him. Almost three, she loves going on errands with Papa. Ed gets a hoot out of the attention that she brings, and has fun buying a few special little things for her.
After they returned home he went out to work in the shop while she helped me finish up a few office tasks, fix lunch then went down for her nap. When Ed came in from work later this afternoon he asked if she was awake; she was going to help him with a task.
The last time he’d shaved was twenty years ago! I thought he’d never shave again.
Why did I sort of expect him to look like he did in his early forties just by shaving off the beard? Even though Violet watched him shave she was still hesitant about getting close to this new looking papa. Why, our own daughter-in-law, whom we’ve know since she was 13 had never seen him without a beard.
Here’s how he looked Christmas eve as the servers were getting ready before opening the doors for serving the community supper. Yep, the one with the grey beard. (Taking a stealth picture just before prayer made for a blurry picture.)
I have to admit, it’s strange to see his chin.