Ode to the blue hat.

A few days ago after trying to squeeze our favorite hat onto James' growing head, I realized that, just like the winter had come and finally gone, that the blue hat's days were numbered, and it made me feel sad... I was going to seriously miss that cap. So I grabbed James from his stroller and ran upstairs with him to snap some photos of his blue hat... our walk could wait a few minutes.

"Mama must be crazy... it's just a hat!"