I’ve always thought that the sizes of hats tell a confusing and misleading story. I believe they should come in sizes “pea,” “normal” and “pumpkin.” A friend of mine gave me this hat a looooong time ago for baby Lucy. The pumpkin gene is strong in this family and is apparently brought in through the Y chromosome. I’m normal, but up until Zélie, I lived a life with pumpkin heads. This cute little cheetah hat didn’t fit Lucy nor did it fit Clémentine. I kept it though; it was too darn cute to pass along. At last it gets the wearing it deserves. In this photo, Z is giving me that look. Once she reverse engineers the fundamentals of Velcro, this hat is merely fodder for her experiments with gravity.
Cute!
Hee, hee! Love this post and you are so right on about the sizes!
That child in that hat is completely adorable.. I have a pumpkin head.. ! c
Zellie. “ReAlly, Mom ?”