Hats...

Our youngest son, hereinafter referred to as "Mighty," has been obsessed with hats for quite some time now. He especially loves cowboy hats. In fact, my uncle is a real deal cowboy and Mighty has always called him "Hat." This drives K a little crazy, but the rest of us find it cute and well...fitting. There aren't many occasions when you see Uncle Bill without his hat.


I think Mighty aspires to actually be Hat one day. He certainly fits the bill in his appearance and temperament. :) He has been known to wear his cowboy hat and boots any and all places...even the subdivision swimming pool.


Recently, J and I had been discussing whether or not to put a ceiling fan in Mighty's room. I pointed out that there was definitely a reason he didn't already have one. His room is the coldest in the house. That same night Mighty made an odd plea as we were tucking him into bed. He said that he couldn't go to sleep because it was "too hot" in his room. He cried like he was truly worried about the conditions in his room. We looked at each other puzzled. He could tell we weren't buying it, so he added..."I need a jacket." What he meant to say was that his room was freezing! I explained that he could not wear a jacket to sleep in July. He thought for a moment and said, "Well, a hat might help." We finally gave in on the hat.







The next night this is what we found. I think Hat would be proud of Mighty!