What do you get when a 3 year old finds his big sister's two-thirds full bottle of hairspray, when everyone thinks you're supposed to be sleeping? You get hair that "hurts". At least that is what Zach said when he came down stairs at 10:00 PM Friday night. Kayla isn't used to putting her things up high. And by up high I mean high enough that her little 37inch brother standing on top of a bucket can't reach an enticing looking bright green can of spray!
Not a bad look on the little guy ... maybe he'll get into hairstyling when he's older? (what do you say, Dad?)