We were invited to a birthday party a few weeks ago. Our friend, having a sense of humor, decided to make it a mustache themed party. She encouraged men to grow their own mustaches and included mustaches for those unable to grow their own. Ian got busy growing his mustache, which only took two days (so different from the two months it used to take for my brother to grow 13 hairs on his chin and 22 on his upper lip). Our friend included two mustaches in our invitation so we assumed that meant that Jackson was invited also.
Alas, when the big day came, it didn't work out to bring the family. The little one wasn't quite ready for her first grown up party where BYOB was posted on the invitation. But we did comply with our friend's request to take pictures and send to her.
So this is how we would have looked had we attended the mustache party:
Jackson had this to say in the aftermath of the photo session:
Translation for those of you who don't speak toddler: "I don't like mustaches. Happy Birthday, Aunt Sandra."
Clarice
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