"Not always," says McKenna. "I find that my inner self
shines through when I brush off mundane concerns
like fancy, over-the-top hair styles. Don't you?"
"Bad hair? Whuzzzat?" adds Brooke.
"Frankly, I'm too cool to care. Like McKenna said: Don't
sweat the small stuff. I mean, seriously:
Look at this face? I'm stinkin' adorable."
"I think McKenna and Brooke are both pretty."
"Can we have lunch now?"
"Who's gonna notice my hair when I'm this doggone cute?"
(This is an unfair advantage that boys of ALL AGES enjoy. Someone should do a scientific study of why this is.
Because it's wrong. Just plain wrong.)
And as we all know, a really sweet ride makes up
for all the bad hair in the world.
Obviously McKenna had car trouble
and Nathan and Nolan ran to the rescue.
Heroes in the making.
This is why I write... I help mold the heroes of tomorrow
with the urchins of today.