Black Friday -- the day after Thanksgiving...

Daddy and Fletcher decide they want to have some "wings" for lunch - so what better place than Hooters.... As you can see, Fletcher has plenty of Hooter girls flocking around him... a chip off the old block.

Now, I was debating whether to publish these next photos -- since my boy did not seem to "appreciate" the attention he was getting. He was a bit off from a cold he was fighting - so we gave him the benefit of the doubt.

I can honestly say, the reason why Fletcher was upset was not because of the pretty Hooter girls, but because of the hair restoration commercial on the TV behind him -- it even made me wince and feel a bit queasy.



Now, cousin Eli did not seem to have any problems keeping his cool. Almost like he was ignoring the Hooter girls... keep them guessing, wanting more - what a great guy move!

Obviously, Fletcher was still traumatized from the hair commercial he saw earlier.

We did have some fun throwing rocks into a creak... little rocks and big rocks.