The Professor

Well I took Triston to the eye Doctor and he had to get some glasses. We went to Wal-mart and he picked out a pair of glasses that look like Harry Potter glasses (of course they were the most expensive ones). The glasses are flex frames so he can bend them and it won't hurt them. He is very excited because he gets to be in the same cool club that his daddy is in. Here are a couple of pictures of him in his really cool glasses.

By the way the title of this post comes from a nickname that Triston's gym teacher called him last year, he was always the professor. She retired and Triston sure misses her.