It was a sunny Saturday afternoon, the first day after a terrible 48 stomach bug and I blew off Cooper's haircut appointment. The kid has man hair. He needs a cut about every 4-5 weeks and if we get to 6 weeks he's somewhere between Will Ferrell and Jonah Hill.
Somewhere in the Tuesday morning get-to-school scramble the following week I realized it was picture day, YIKES! There was no way out, this happened:
One day I'm sure I will get it from Cooper for this, but for know I will sit back and enjoy this sweet lettuce!