I should explain here. When Auntie Susan and I picked Miss K up last Christmas, we got the lecture. The “Russian grandma” lecture. About how Russian babies wear hats. ALWAYS. It’s not that we didn’t make her wear her hat. It was just that our translator in Moscow felt very strongly that, even though it was nearly 50 degrees outside, Miss K had to wear a hat. And this needed to happen even when she went home. (Something about how she would have terrible earaches if she didn’t wear a hat all the time. Even inside.)
Well, apparently, Miss K didn’t understand her. Once we got home, she REFUSED to wear a hat. The few pictures that we have of her wearing a hat are elusive and momentary. (Pretty much “ok, Steve, you put the hat on her head and jump back while I take the picture before she notices.”) So, what’s amazing is that yesterday, when she and I went outside to walk around and it was kind of chilly, and I asked her “do you want to wear a hat?” she said “yes.” Knock me over! Here’s the proof:
