Month 15, Day 15: The New Battle

There was only one hat that Max tolerated this winter (see last picture). Any attempt otherwise to keep his head warm was met with passionate resistance and violent flinging of all things hat-related. And now we've entered a new battle, with the arrival of sunny, warm days (at this very moment, it is a beautiful 69 degrees out). Max is as equally upset with the sun hat as he was with any winter head attire, perhaps even more so since his vision is obscured. Mom's not sure who is going to win the battle this season, but the fair-haired, blue-eyed Max cannot be baring his big solar panel of a noggin.

The calm before the storm...

(If anyone is trying to count his teeth, he's got 14 chompers. Sorry, Jack H.!)

"My God, what is wrong with you people?!"

The only winter hat that survived Max's flinging.