Friday, May 1, 2015

Day Thirteen Hundred and Twenty-Seven

The Chops Get Chopped


Dad's chops...


...are...


...no more. 
Gotta follow the team hair rules (yes there are rules) and not wanting to push the envelope, we said buh-bye to the nastiness yesterday. 


Just in time for our first Zephyr uniform photo!


Awww Dad! You're so handsome! Especially now that we can see your face!

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