Oh my beautiful, fickle child. According to the forecast, “a fantastic stretch of weather is shaping up, and oddly enough, it should last right into the weekend”. So naturally the little man would choose this warm weather day to wear a winter hat. That I bought him over two years ago. That, prior to today, he’s always refused to wear. But that’s all changed now (or for the moment). Suddenly the urge to wear the unworn was too strong to resist. He insisted on donning the ill-fitting garment before walking out the door. He even christened it the “cookie mouse” hat. I guess the name sorta makes sense. The hat is blue, kinda like cookie monster. And it has mouse ears. But it’s still a bit strange. Like my child. And myself.
