Many know that when I found out I was pregnant, I was not a happy camper, and if I had to be pregnant, I REALLY wanted it to be a girl...well, boy, oh boy, I had a boy! Aaaannd, it wouldn't really be "kosher" for me to dress Kidd-O up in bows, headbands, and those ridiculously cute leg warmers. Nope can't do that. Sooo, I have no choice but to put hats on him. I love hats. We have lots and lots of hats. Can't get enough of the hats. I may need to get a job to pay for all of the hats. Let's see how many times I can say "hats". Kidd-O loves his hats...and if he doesn't, I will make him. Here are just some of the hats he has...can you believe that this isn't even all of them?? I still have about 4 more I need to break out! Ok, I may have a problem.