Ever since Papa Mitch brought a whole bunch of little monster trucks as a gift for my Tiger Mitchell a few months ago he has become a big fan. He has named most of them, the funniest being "Kya Bones." It is a truck with a gnarly looking skull and crossbones on the side and in his sweet little brain he decided it would be appropriate to name it after his Nana Kyra. Anyway, I have fed the obsession a bit by buying he and Eli matching monster truck pjs, etc. Well, a couple of months ago there was a big monster truck show at the Georgia Dome (sold out, nonetheless) and Tiger got to go with his buddy Riott. And everyone knows you can't attend a monster truck show without sporting a mullet wig, so we pulled out our two old faithfuls to really set the mood. Putting my cherub faced child in a mullet wig really just never gets old.
The cutest redneck I've ever seen.
Riott and Tiger looking ghostly due to my decade old digital camera.
I love this face.
Look at how intently they are watching the show!
Cuties!
Posing by a big truck in the parking lot.
Have I mentioned I love this face?
So excited!
Like father, like son.
