Twenty10:80

I bought Jack some brand new crayons so he could use them for his homework. Obviously, with my being a Kindergarten teacher, I love me some new crayons! He stared off crayon happy, making me all kinds of pictures, and then he moved on to breaking them in half and building spaceships with them. Boys. Go figure.

You can tell by the severe crookedness of his bangs that I was the one who gave him a trim recently. I had to. It was a trimergency. His hair was shaggy and long and terrible and he had school pictures the next day. I use to be good at it, but I must have been having an off day.