Sunday, October 19, 2008

Hat or Headband


I picked up Talvyn from school last week and noticed that they made cute little headbands with real leaves stapled on the outside. As I walked Talvyn to the car I listened as the other students told their mom to look at their hats (of course, my child never volunteers any information about his day unless he finds something terribly stupid). When Talvyn and I got into the car I told him that I liked his hat (I assumed hat because that's what I heard the other kids say). He looked at me like I was on something, rolled his eyes, and then said, "it's not a hat; it's a headband." Why did he have to inherit the worst part of my personality?

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