Hats...

At this point in my life, i have a pretty mixed relationship with these so-called "hats". Some of them make me look pretty cute. Others rely on me to make them cute. All of them sit on my head. It's that last part that i'm not so sure about. Having a hat on my head feels too much like being stuck in one of my parents' "slings" or "baby carriers" (both slang for "cozy but unfair prison"). Sometimes the hats fall down over my eyes. I really don't enjoy that. Still, some of them are pretty darn cute...

Mommy's hat is definitely too big for me.















Hat over the eyes...














The white hat goes great with the jeans and the pacifier!