Sometimes, we find ways to have silly fun, even when nothing is "going on." On this particular night, Daddy was washing my cups and made me a mohawk out of soap. I'm going to hold onto these pictures so someday, when I want a REAL mohawk and Daddy says "no" I can remind him how my desire to have a mohawk is really HIS fault. :)
Sunday, February 17, 2008
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Cool hair do dude!
Hey Thatch! You look so cute! Tell your Mommy & Daddy that Cheney is growing the top of his hair longer so he can cut a mohawk this summer-his Mommy says that he can't go to school with a mohawk!!
Some day you can come to see Grandma and we will get a real mohawk. You look so happy.
How long till you have enough hair for a mohawk? I will remind your Mommy of her statement that you can't go to school with a mohawk.
You look sort of like your mommy, except that she usually had the soap coming out of her mouth, since she got it washed out with soap. I know that'll never happen to you.
Love you.
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