Fun With Hats

My cousin made some hats for us for Christmas. Dave and I each received one, and Michael got two - one red and white (see the Christmas post), and one with blues. Ever since Christmas, when he sees a hat he makes the sign for hat and then proceeds to take the hat and put it on. Then take it off. Then put it on. Then take it off. Then put it on....you get the picture.

He also likes pulling it down over his eyes. With Dave's hat and my hat, he can see through the holes. With his, he has to tip his head back to see.

With this hat, he absolutely has to have his mittens on so he can run around the house clapping his hands.

Hats with a brim must be worn backwards or crooked.

I know, I know - it's getting to the point of picture overload, but it's worth it. Isn't that just the cutest face you've ever seen?

And seriously, who can pass up clomping around in Daddy's shoes while wearing Momma's hat?

And of course, you have to make sure get Daddy gets in on the fun.

Easter

The night before Easter, getting ready to dye eggs in his Easter pajamas. Dave and I disagree on this one - he thinks Easter pajamas have Easter/Spring colors. I think these are Easter pajamas because they're brown and have footballs on them. It just isn't Easter without chocolate footballs (what some people refer to as chocolate eggs)!


Trying to figure out what Daddy is doing.


Not sure what to think of the "bubblin' brew."


Happy boy, just waiting to see what Daddy's going to do next!


"We're sitting at the table...Daddy's doing something with stuff that looks like food and drink...and we're not saying prayer?"


"Are you done yet? Do we say prayer yet?'


"Pretty colors! Good catch, Daddy."


"You're done now, right? Do we say prayer yet?"


"We're not saying prayer? You're teasing!"



Easter Morning - Easter Basket!


"You're really giving me candy? Before breakfast? And I didn't even have to ask?"


Finding the eyes on the soft, fuzzy chick.


Trying not to smile for the best present ever - bubbles!


This isn't the best picture, but I love it because it shows how excited he was to open the plastic eggs and find Goldfish crackers inside.


More Goldfish crackers!


Being told that breakfast is ready, and not wanting to put his bubbles down to go eat.


Michael's new trick that he learned Easter weekend.


Another thing we were working on over Easter weekend. Michael loves giving fives, high fives, and pounds.