22/52
Duuuuude. I remember when you couldn't have cared less if a hat was on your head, now, when the leaves are gorgeous and you're the cutest little munchkin among them I CANNOT get you to wear it. You keep patting your head and then when we put your hat on you end up tearing it off almost immediately and looking at it like it's trying to gobble you up, news flash - it isn't.
It's really not so bad guy, and it's getting chilly, you'd better figure out how to keep that thing on.
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