Bed Head

Now some people would think, Owen, was suffering from a major case of bed head this morning…

…or you might even think he was sporting a mohawk.

He, however, informed me otherwise.

“I am a rock star, Mom!”

Now I am not one to interrupt a good time…so a rock star he stayed (AKA – hair not combed)…all day long!

Work the crowd, Buddy! Work the crowd!

Only At My House,

Jana

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