Beard

David shaved off his beard Friday, May 14 and neither Dad nor I noticed! And David never said anything. It wasn’t until he and Dad were having dinner at Friendly’s Sunday night (I hadn’t gotten back from Newark yet) that Dad noticed and said something. David just laughed. When I got home Dad asked, “Did you notice anything different about David Friday night?” It then dawned on me that he’d shaved the beard. I felt terrible. A mother is supposed to notice these things!