These pictures were supposed to post in the reverse order, but I posted them from my phone so whatever; sometimes I'm too impatient for blogger. So work backwards.
We said goodbye to two old friends this past week. Rafe's beard and also his braces. Since I work for an orthodontist I took advantage and slapped those braces on Rafe so fast he didn't know what hit him. Lucky for him though, he only had them on for just shy of one year. Not bad in my opinion. Don't his teeth look so pretty!
I got used to the beard since he'd had it for several months, but alas he was finally asked to shave. Not by me though. Who would care if Rafe had a beard or not? Well the Stake President for one. Poor Rafe didn't even make it to his 30th birthday before getting called to be in the Bishopric of our ward. Yep that's right, Rafe is now 2nd Counselor of our ward. I can't say we were shocked at the call, not that I think we are super worthy of such a calling and it was only a matter of time, but we have a really small ward and it seems like everyone has already taken a turn being in the bishopric.
He now gets the privilege of being gone 2-3 times a week for meetings and mutual and I get the privileged of being a loner on the bench in Sacrament meeting. Since he now can't have any facial hair for the next several years he couldn't just get rid of the beard in one fell swoop, he had to have some fun before it all went away. I don't mind the beard or even the handlebar mustache, but of course I didn't let him go out in public with just the lone mustache, people would have hid their children just at the sight of that monstrosity. I digress.
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