Steve loves wearing a cap. The first thing he does when he comes home is find a cap and put it on. When he has a cap on, I know he’s comfortable. On Saturday’s, he doesn’t even comb his hair – he just steps out of the shower and puts on a cap.
Ben, on the other hand, hasn’t shown the same affinity for caps. The first winter after he was born, I always put a stocking cap on him when we went outside to keep his head warm. Last winter, he would have nothing of it – as soon as I put a hat on his head, he reached up and took it off. We have a cute little ball cap like the ones Steve likes to wear, and when we’ve tried to get him to wear it, he’s always done the same thing that he did with the stocking cap.
Recently, Ben has been in the monkey-see-monkey-do stage where he mimics everything we do. If Steve stretches, Ben will stretch. If I yawn, Ben yawns. If I stop knitting and shake my hands to break the repitition, Ben shakes his hands.
This evening when Steve got home from work, he put a cap on as usual. Ben’s cap was nearby so I put his cap on him. And this time he didn’t take it off.
Ben and Daddy wearing caps
Ben adjusting his cap (not taking it off)
I am so glad you have caught these “moments” on film. YOu will be glad for both the pictures and these little stories one day, and so will Ben. So that’s how he finally learned to wear a baseball cap!