I suppose

It is what it's for. Still made me chuckle when I walked in and saw him like this.

I almost blipped his hat today. Sometimes cute hat; ever present hat etc. It seems now that there are hats and there is the hat. Or the fucking hat (in my head only) that got covered in jam at breakfast so couldn't leave the house today. Melt down.

The day improved singing, coffee, cake, tend to help.

Still need to move my backside and wash the hat.