Baby Boy wants to wear my hats all the time or Sissy's hats all the time (in public of course!), or anything resembling a hat for that matter - a shirt, pair of pants, a box, a clothes hamper, paper grocery sack...but when the sun is beating down on us and we are outside playing and I want him to wear his hat he screams, flings it off like it's on fire and acts like I just threw his favorite toy car in the garbage disposal.
What a lil stinker!
*P.S. "Baby Boy" is just a month shy of turning 2. I guess he's not really a "baby" anymore...
cue the sad face with a single tear trickling down...
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