Often times, when talking to myself, I hear people ask, “Oh Courtney, you’re so cool and hip. We can tell because you have such nice hats. But how do you manage to keep up your hip chick persona while hoisting around a wriggling three year old?” Excellent question! It is true, I am very, very hip. You can tell because I have such cool hats. However, it is indeed very difficult to maintain my super cool hiptitude while hauling around an angry, screaming, possibly pee soaked miniature version of myself. It’s a daunting task, but I handle it very simply–I make more cool hats.
Yes, it was Olive’s turn this week. I wasn’t sure what I wanted so I grabbed a neutral color and went to town. I decided on gray to begin with since it seems to be really huge right now (actually, I just really, really like wearing gray in the fall). But that was boring, so I made a cute little flower.
Well, that hat’s certainly cute and much less boring with the addition of the flower, but what if Olive doesn’t feel like wearing a variegated blue/orange/white flower? She’s a picky, indecisive and painfully difficult child, how could I ever make the whole “put on the damn hat” process easier for both of us?
“Buh! Guh! Wha? Is that a different flower??? You made two hats?!?!” I assume these are the noises and exclamations you’re making right now, which is understandable. They’re both pretty bad ass, so I can understand your concern as I have transcended from merely hip to supremely awesome.
Fear not, dear readers, it’s a trick! That’s only one hat!
Velcro! It’s the greatest invention ever! I’ve only made the two flowers now but I have plans to make more in different sizes and colors, as well as a few neat shape ideas (many thanks to Stephie for suggesting the ladybug). She can change her hat detail every single day to suit her differing moods and…subtle…changes in personality.
Anyway, I hope I’ve answered your questions about my balance between being super cool and being a mom, as well as given you an idea about how simple good ideas can be. Sew on Velcro can turn boring anythings into the coolest anythings a three year old could ask for and save a lot of hassle when it comes time to get ready in the morning. She gets a choice, and I get to breathe easy knowing that I’ve staved off the urge to violently beat her for another ten minutes or so. Everyone wins.
(I’m just kidding about beating her)