What happened to this kid?

So my mom gave me some old pictures and I couldn't help myself. I figured they should be on display for everyone to see. I love looking back at really old pictures of myself and trying to see whether or not I can remember what might have been going through my mind at that age. Here's a small picture progression from boy to man and my mindset along the way.

Who knows what I was thinking at this age. Probably just happy to be at Mamaw's house. Or maybe thinking that someone needs to change my pants.



At this age I was probably already thinking about what I could get into. Don't let those baby blue eyes fool you. Nice bangs by the way. I could have cut those straighter with a hacksaw.



At this age I was probably thinking about how to keep all the girls away. Let's face it, the ladies liked the giant goggles.



Obviously at this age I was concerned about my career as an NBA superstar. I'm not going to lie, I was a force in the paint. Some uniforms can make a player look good, and some, well... some don't.



I'm pretty sure in this photo I was thinking how cool I look with my hat backwards. I was also thinking that I have to wear a hat now to hide the fact that I'm going bald.