Not you average hat, but makeshift hats.
Take, for instance, the random shoebox that you can find lying around our house.
It cannot be just any shoebox.
Hannah size shoes don't come in a box that is big enough.
Mommy & Daddy size shoes come in boxes that are too big.
BUT...just as Goldilocks discovered just the right size chair, bowl, bed...
We have discovered the right size box.
A Hailey shoe box.
In all honesty, it is actually Hailey that is the harder of the two to keep happy.
Most nights is is all we can do to keep her from having a meltdown over having to eat cooked pizza instead of frozen pizza.
Or her chair being too close to the table.
Or her ice being of the big variety and not the little variety.
Etc.
Etc.
But this weekend it was Mom to the rescue.
Erhh, Grammy to the rescue.
She showed up on Sunday for our usual day together.
But she came bearing gifts.
Gifts for Hailey, but in Hailey's eyes gifts for Grammy.
See, Hailey has been learning about time at school.
Days of the week; she has an adorable little song.
Months of the year; yet another adorable song.
And at home we are trying to reinforce the months and add some relativity to them.
What better way to do that than to attach holidays, or even better, birthdays.
So, she knows that her birthday is in July.
She also knows that the next birthday we will be coming to is Grammy's and that it is in October.
So, naturally, when Grammy showed up with CUPCAKES, it was time to start practicing for Grammy's birthday.
(If you know anything about the Philpot-Squared clan, you know that we practice/relive birthdays for quite some time prior to and post any birthday.)
So, Hailey got to frost,
bring out the candles and sing,
blow out ('cause Grammy was too slow), and eat her cupcakes.
Happy as a clam.
For a very brief moment.
Until she discovered the next thing that was amiss in her perfect existence.
Thanks Grammy for the reprieve!
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