At the golf tournament the other day I bid on and won my very own (and not so desirable, considering I was the only one who bid on it) Clay Hensley autographed baseball hat. Not surprising that Mr. Hensley was of little value considering he has two dubious claims to fame. First, he was suspended for steroid use in 2005 and, secondly, he gave up home run #755 to (wait for the irony)… Barry Bonds.

The hat was $25 for a good cause. Which is all I got out of it because the hat they provided was a fitted cap that might fit TheMonk but certainly doesn’t fit me. There were a few other items in the bag along with the cap that included a Padres bumper sticker, some Padres baseball cards and… Adrian Gonzalez wristbands.

Now, as fate would have it, TheMonk’s friend Brandon (yes, THE Brandon) wears wristbands to daycare every day. We hear a lot of these wristbands around our house and I’ve seen them on him the few times I ran into the little guy while dropping the twins off at daycare. I got a glimpse of them yesterday and one is definitely a red Power Ranger. The other? Not so sure but it’s definitely NOT an Adrian Gonzalez #23 wrist band. The past two days, since I first introduced TheMonk to these wristbands, TheMonk has been extremely excited about donning the wristbands to show off to his wrist-band wearing friend. He can’t shut up about how he’s wearing wristbands.

“I wear wristbands, Daddy! I wear TWO wristbands, Daddy! Help me put ‘em on, Daddy! I gonna show Brandon my TWO wristbands, Daddy!”

So, off my little man goes. All 35 inches of him with wristbands starting at his wrists and ending up at his elbows ready to take on the world one wrist band at a time. He thinks he looks cool and that’s all that matters – even though I can’t help but think of Wonder Woman fending off lasers.

[Updated: Since there was semi-popular demand for a photo, I have obliged.]