…it would be so cold on September 14th, that I’d have to dress my kid in a winter hat and mittens to walk around the block. And by “mittens” I  mean socks. Pushed over his hands. Because we don’t have any baby winter clothing. Because who knew winter clothing would be needed mid-September? The hat he’s sportin’ is something that was handmade for me when I was a baby. It was sent along months ago with some ‘heirloom’ items that Grandma K wanted to pass along. Anyway, I just had to take a couple pictures of him in his mish-mosh winter garb.