He's much cuter than The Donald, and his lips aren't nearly as freaky. But more often than not, the hair is a dead ringer.
It all started with the lady I tutored calling her son her treasure. I thought that was neat so I started telling my oldest son that he was my treasure. When I said it to him, he whispered, "Treasure", as if I was telling him a secret. My babies, all four of them, are my treasure.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Eli's Hair...Again.
I know I'm always putting pictures on here of poor Eli and his hair, but it's an endless source of amusement for us. Today at lunch, Kris looked at Eli and said, "Hey, we could get him on TBN with that hair!" (For those of you who don't know, TBN is a Christian station where everyone has Donald Trump-ish hair styles.)

He's much cuter than The Donald, and his lips aren't nearly as freaky. But more often than not, the hair is a dead ringer.
He's much cuter than The Donald, and his lips aren't nearly as freaky. But more often than not, the hair is a dead ringer.
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3 comments:
I love the hair pictures!! He is precious!
Too cute!!!
I see The Donald. Maybe you should sign him up for apprentice...Give it some thought.
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