Bad Ass Hats

One of the things I like about being a guy is hats.  More often than not, when I wake up in the morning my hair seems to have migrated to the top of my head (no, I will NOT post a pic).  Being a guy, and with my job also requiring some field work, all I need to do is throw on a hat and call it good.  No time to brush it?  Pull out a hat.

The question arises though what to do when a bit more class is required and my hair has that "just out of bed" look (get your mind out of the gutter).  That is where the "bad-ass hat" comes in (or drivers cap as most call it).  A baseball cap just doesn't cut it for a casual night out.  They need to be reserved for the ball field or yard work.  And anyone who wears one backward needs to have their head slapped around to fit it on straight.

Posted here are pics of me and my sons two kids (Bryson and Jack).  They both look just like him!  Maybe I can get my son to get rid of that old tattered ball cap and wear one.  =)  It'd be nice at a family reunion to get photo of me, my son, and all three of my g'sons in a hat like this...but we'll leave Jack out...maybe.  The last photo is my oldest daughter at about Bryson's age...in the baddest-ass hat of all.

Papa Ron and Bryson

Papa Ron and Jack

Leilani...now this is one bad-ass hat