Jerry Garcia Called. He Wants His Shirt Back.

This morning my kindergarten son left the house in camo shorts, camo underwear, camo pants and his favorite RAINBOW shirt (aka tie dye).

Apparently he’s planning on taking the summer off to travel with the Grateful Dead.



I blame myself.

It's quite possible, given all the old photo scanning I've been doing for my job at Facebook, that he ran across THIS on the floor of my office.




May God have mercy on his soul.

P.S. - I'm loving the 1970's era paneling that totally hides blends the door to the garage with the wall behind the TV. With all that sophisitcated decorating it's a wonder we ever found our way out of the house.