Shaving my scraggly dad beard today. I haven’t shaved since my daughter was born and I have some gross looking half-Asian scruff. Whenever I watched makeover shows, I never really understood why people got emotionally attached to hair. But somehow, I got emotionally attached to my ugly beard. For two plus weeks, my only focus has been caring for my daughter, as a team with my wife. Shaving meant a return to outside responsibilities, doing taxes and fineing a new job. I can also be vain and it was nice to not worry about that. I do want to note how barbaric our society is, with short or nonexistent parent leave and then forcing women to bear the brunt of the work by having shorter paternity leave. Capitalism, man. Anyway, I’ll feel better once the beard is gone.