Sunday night, I brought one of Daddy's baseball caps up from the basement. (It could be one of Mommy's. We both got the same one at a Blackhawks game a few years ago. But for the sake of the story we'll call it Daddy's.) If I rolled the back of it just a little, it fit perfectly on his head.
He loved it! But it lasted only about 5 seconds. He did, however, have a blast putting the hat on Mommy and taking it off and putting it back on again. He even learned to say "hat" after all that fun!
2 comments:
hats rock. the end.
He definately looks excited!
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