Silver Rocket Scraps

When I was maybe five years old my dad and I were in the ward talent show for my church. I wore an "Annie" wig and my dad wore a fake cap on his head to make him look bald like Daddy Warbucks. I sat in his lap and belted out "Tomorrow".

My mom found the wig somewhere in a closet of old stuff and brought it over for me to give to the kids. LittleMan would only wear it as long as we'd hold him in front of the mirror to look at himself and laugh.
I guess this is what he could look like if curly hair ran in the family.