My youngest and my eldest share the best kind of gift.....hugs and kisses. We laughed at all the funny expressions that ensued from Witt's face!
Witt attended college in the mountains, where it can get rather cold. Every Thanksgiving holiday we could expect him to arrive home with a beard. Now it seems that as soon as the weather starts to get cool, the beard appears once again. Now unless someone thinks I do not like beards.....my husband has donned one for over twenty-five years. Yes, I most definitely like men in beards....but this man is my son!