Buy Some Hair

Today I pulled a little hair off of Evan's leg. I said, "buddy, you have a little hair on you."  He said, "It's mommy's hair."  I said, "I am sorry my hair is on you."  He said, "It is not daddy's hair.  Daddy doesn't have hair."  Then he paused for a second, thought about it and said, "Daddy need to go to store and buy hair!"

I love my son.

(and this picture is just a picture of him doing the dishes in his diaper at the other house before we moved.  It has nothing to do with my post)