Hats and sand

As we were just about to head outside the other day, Sierra started saying "Hat! Hat! Hat! Hat!" and tapping the top of her hat (the sign for hat). I don't know if I've mentioned this, but Sierra doesn't wear hats. I've tried to put cute hats on her head, and she always takes them off immediately. Even when it's definitely cold enough to be wearing a hat, and one probably should be wearing hat, she usually takes them off. But this time, she wanted a hat, and I was down with that, so I was off to find a sun hat that fit her, which I didn't even know if we had. Tell me she's not cute!

Wheeeee!!

So serious

Once we got outside, the hat lasted a bit, but it was rather quickly cast aside (no surprise there), along with her shoes, which she refused to put back on (I guess the day was just too nice to be bothered with shoes). Oh well, I guess a sandbox is more fun without shoes anyway! Did you have a sandbox when you were a kid? I did. I spent hours there. What kid doesn't like sand? Sierra, it seems, is no exception. While she didn't spend hours there, a couple of bowls and a spoon did capture her attention for fairly long amount of time, relative to how long her attention usually stays focused on one thing. Just look at that focus and intensity. Can't even be bothered to look up at me.