For a long time Theo refused to wear hats. Hat on head meant crying, fussing, and throwing a fit until it went away. Things changed in early December if I remember right. It might have been the cold in Cincy or the snow in Seattle or Theo seeing me wearing one and thinking it was ok. Regardless, hats are now the coolest thing since sliced bread. Most mornings he requests to put his hat on before 11:00 am. Usually it is because he wants to go for a walk but sometimes he's content wearing his hat around the house. I must say that he looks much better in a hat than his daddy does. A few "proof points" as they say in the business world:
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i think the third photo of him pushing the car thingie with his pjs on is his best photo YET!
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