One of mine and Dalen's favorite things at the end of a long day is to hang out in our lovely living room and just watch and listen to Westin. Westin "reads" himself books, sings beautiful songs and runs around like a crazy little man. He doesn't really walk from place to place anymore; he travels in a run.
On this night, Westin grabbed Dada's hat (which he says '(h)at', with a half-silent 'h'; he also says hot, like '(h)ot') and starts running around with it.
We can't figure it out, but the boy loves to put things over his head and walk around.
Yes, he bumps into things (not all as soft as the chair)-yet he still does it.
I guess it's just his unique way of exploring.
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