Or started cross-dressing.
Or, better yet, decided to let Chuck take over this blog.
Yah, I know, that'd be lame.
Until I can spill the beans, take a gander at this:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1Cmr269mYcyvAB-ySEnLeZQTM4xnIAi6o3KqqGkwB7dxsQo8ffY0a-3zZgi8Q40jH787g8TrBiFaRGPnI_XFnAmnHLEVX56nYsPLXWcMFdmOJ5W7SLhsf2r25YK_u75i_RZqyZFFgND4/s400/20111230132716.jpg)
Simple math is just so...complicated sometimes.
Note the appropriate response here is: "When did THAT happen?" because let's be honest, life is moving so fast, there's ...
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Funnily enough, my kids needed that size for their first birthdays. This is why we never post pictures of our families' freakishly large heads that don't fit through regular neck holes...
Wave to me as you fly over....
I've been confused by sizing since I had my first little boy.
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