Froggy is a weird kid. She found my winter hat and has now worn it for three days. Keep in mind she screams bloody murder when we try to put one of HER hats on her. Nope, she likes Mommy's.
Today she wore it to the pharmacy, the other pharmacy, the bank, and on a walk with Buddy.
It's not cold out. She just loves this hat. Sadly, I've come to realize, I'm one of those parents who lets their kid wear whatever they want. You've seen these kids at the store, right? Wearing a tu-tu, moon boots, a bandana, leg warmers, a tiara, wonder woman underoos, and last but not least, a 'My Little Kitty' purse. Oh yeah, that's us - the weird family where the child looks like a cross between Boy George and a bag lady. And the parent, accompanying the cross-dressing-homeless kid gives you that look that says, "we pick our battles, and this was not one of them."
What are you gonna do? Life's too short to argue with a two-year old. And I get a kick out of the reaction we get.