And for years, I've put him off, not wanting to contribute to his delinquency.
You see, he already has one, and it's repulsive. The red, pleather-trimmed bandana makes him look like he's ready to attend a meeting of a street gang.
But Dad showed up the other night clutching his vile doo-rag like a child with a beloved stuffed toy.
"I want you to make me one of these," he said, shoving it into my hand.
Knowing he wouldn't be put off this time, I went online and found a pattern. Then, I searched for the perfect fabric.
Remember that Minnie Mouse costume?
By the way, I had to bribe Logan with a pack of M&Ms before he'd let me take his picture modeling this silly thing.
