So every Aug. I start letting my beard grow; sort of a celebration that hunting season is coming(plus an excuse not to shave
) Well, let's just say it's now more white than peppered and despite my efforts earlier in life it now actually fills in nicely. I shave it off after htg season.
So anyway, last week it was cold, I've got a winter coat, toque and gloves on, stop at the grocery store for a jug of milk and while waiting at the till a young mother is ahead of me with 2 girls; one I'd say 4 or 5, the other knee high.
Short stuff starts yanking on her mothers jeans and says, "Mommy, it's Santa, it's Santa!"
I just smiled, winked, and walked away, came back when they were gone (didn't want to risk spoiling anything for the young one)
I was suspecting I was getting into the geezer stage, now I have confirmation, haha.
