Someone I know (very definitely not me, seriously, no, do not even ask, that’s super weird to ask and you should totally know better, you will get a whole lecture if you make it weird) is currently producing a baby. And that means I get to make some truly absurd baby hats.
Because babies are helpless little meatloafs at first, and the reward for putting up with their never ending stream of noise and bodily fluids is that you get to put ludicrous stuff on their heads. At least that’s my theory.
So I will wrap its tiny little head in tiny little hats and revel in how cute it is (and in how I get all the cute baby pictures with absolutely none of the baby responsibilities) and all will be right with the world.