in preparation for our thanksgiving week together, the boys in the family decided to stop shaving and let their beards grow in so they could hold some sort of who's-the-manliest-hair-grower beard-off. do not get me wrong. i am not complaining. look at that magnificence! bask in it. i married me the strapping-est ginger beard grower this side of edinburgh. proud wife, proud wife, pats on the back and things.