Uncle Dean Was Here

Proof. We went to the beach.

That's me looking for goose crap on the field. Yuck.




We walked down Lincoln Ave and went to Wishbone. See Uncle Dean. He is happy. He is just the best, isn't he? He is. He brought the boys this weird blue thing and when he left, Zeb wore it on his head and turned into a pirate.



He had to cut his hair to do it.




Now Scott's mad at me, because while he said his hair was TOO long, he didn't want to buzz it. And of course, Jesse the parrot said he wanted a haircut too once I started doing Zeb's. Scott says I did a bad job and they look like trailer kids. They're really cute trailer kids though, aren't they?