I asked Dan to take the children to the store and buy them each a new hat. I said that the hats had to be wide-brimmed. They must not be baseball caps. I wanted something pretty. I wanted something with a ribbon. I wanted a hat that would be appropriate in an Enid Blyton novel. The effect I'm going for is a little girl from 1920s England on holiday at the seaside. Something that would make old ladies stop me on the street and tell my how sweet my children are. Something classic.
Something like this:
But not quite so big:
So Dan loaded the children into the car and went out to buy hats.
This is what he bought:
Wait. It gets worse.
Sarah got a conductor's hat. ALL ABOARD!
And this is why I was forced to revoke all of Dan's purchasing privileges.