Thursday, October 2, 2008
There's something about hats.
Yesterday one of the two-year olds was here for the morning. She almost always plays contentedly if I'm in the room with her, and yesterday was no exception: she played with the dollhouse while I worked at my computer.
After awhile, she came over and stood by my chair. When I turned to look at her, she had on her “hat” -- an arm protector from the blue chair. She was quite delighted with her find, and modeled it for me with quite a sense of style.
I put down my work and said, “Would you like to try on some more hats?”
Her smile was my answer, so we went into my bedroom and got out some hats. First she tried on the black one.
Then the big brown one. It was so big she could hardly see!
Finally the fancy blue one -- but the arm protector is still in the running!
What's a girl to do with so many choices?