Since Justin's team made it to the Dome, we all had to get Mohawks. This is me and Dad with our Mohawks. I don't know who made this deal, but I know it wasn't me. I can't talk yet, so I pretty sure I was not the one to make this deal. I just know I got roped in. It wasn't all bad for me, I didn't have to get a hair cut for my Mohawk and Dad didn't get fired for getting his. 
Here is a photo of the rest of the Mohawk crew. I couldn't talk my Papa into getting one. Dad said it would have been four generations of Mohawks, but he wasn't buying it. I bet there has never been that many generations of Mohawks ever. I'm sure we could have been in some kind of record book.
-Fletcher
