In case you didn't know, Dad has been in a mustache growing contest for the last few weeks at work. He was doing pretty well on his own, but he decided he needed a little extra boost in order to really be in contention. So, since all the judges were women, he had the great idea to capitalize on my cuteness and my baby-ness. He dressed up just like me, and he gave me a mustache of my own. I wasn't given a lot of choice in the matter, and I'm not sure I want this sort of thing to become a pattern, but I'm still pretty proud that we won 2nd place!
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