Every time I've put a hat on Guy since he was coordinated enough to reach his head has been cast away in milliseconds after it has been placed on his head. So when school had "Hat Day" in honor of Dr. Seuss's birthday, I was dubious. I had given up on hats. But, to be a team player, I bought him a hat and brought it to school.
"He won't wear it," I warned the teachers. "But maybe he'll feel his first dose of peer pressure and get on board with the idea."
They smiled those all-knowing smiles and just nodded. "Oh, he'll wear it."
I wondered what torture they had planned to result in the hat wearing, but decided I didn't want to know.
But lo and behold, when I went to pick him up, he was carrying that hat around like a favorite teddy bear. And when I put it on his head he merely touched it and then left it on.
Of course, I immediately had the teacher take a photo, because adorable.
He hasn't deigned to wear the hat again since.