Weekends at the Rodrigue house

As you can imagine, the brainwashing has begun. My child sees more football games in a given weekend than most. He's still chasing the ticker at the bottom of the screen. Why? I don't know. It's mildly amusing until he grabs at Brian's 50 inch TV screen. Then the threats of a butt whooping begin.

Here's his game-ready mohawk. The sad part? I didn't have to add gel to create this look. This is how he woke up. I really wanted to go buy some eye black to give him a more complete look, but I held back.




My Who Dat boys!