Monday, August 18, 2008

Football, hair, and pain

Look what Hank decided to do today. We though we were so smart. Hank had grown very attached to his shaggy mop of hair so much so that Gary and I came to the conclusion that the threat of a short haircut might be an effective deterrent to what we call sassy mouth. Then football season rolls around and Hank decides that he needs a short haircut to make his helmet fit more comfortably. So there he is.

Part Two: Pain. Look what the little dude had stuck in the back of his upper leg after he slid down off of a cedar chest this evening. Yeow!

1 comment:

  1. If Hank can handle the spike in his leg, he can handle the pads.

    The cut...VERY button up.