Last night we did a little shopping for Carter and got him the cutest stinkin' hat for Fall. There's just one problem ... try as I may, I just can't get him to keep it on. I could barely get a picture of it for this post.
Try 1: Kinda funny feeling on my head, get it off.
Try 2: Give him something he's never played with before, so his hands are occupied, and he doesn't think about the hat.
Three seconds later, the bananas are flung to the floor. The hat follows.
Try 3: Look Carter, even Mommy likes to wear your hat!
Good for you, Mom, but not for me.
The onset of a bad mood for the rest of his afternoon.
Daddy gets home to help. Together we coordinate the sting operation. The hat's quickly assembled onto his head, & pop, pop, popping of my camera. Tah-dah:
Along with the hat and a couple long sleeved knit polos for Carter, I picked up a Macintosh Spice Yankee candle. I wish Fall would get here already!
(I told you that bad mood was for the rest of the day)