You might have gathered by now that I like hats. I really
like hats. They keep my head nice and warm, so what’s not to like? It runs in
the family, because mommy and daddy wear baseball hats all the time. I should
get a photo of the three of us in hats so you can see what I mean. I’ve amassed
(mommy told me this means collected) quite the assortment of hats in the last
few weeks. Some fit great, others, well, I need to grow into them, but I love
them all. Don’t be fooled by the pictures of me crying in hats. That’s just
because mommy insisted on posing me in a bunch of different ones when I was
just waking up. Not cool mommy.
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| Me and my hat collection. This doesn't include my ones for dress up. |
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| I have a lot of great hats that friends have made for me. (I'm still waiting for my blanket, Nana!) |
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| This is my lady on the town hat. Very chic. |
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| Until I grow into this one, I look like I'm wearing a Russian trooper hat. |
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| Sometimes, simple and understated is best. |
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