Hat trick

Great Auntie Natalie, Great Uncle Brad, second cousin Lisa and Great Safda Yonna (Safda is grandma in Hebrew) came round to visit this afternoon.

As usual, Boobie had bought waaaay too much food: there was a mountain of bagels on the dining table. I decided, though, that I was in a sleepy clingy mood and it wasn't worth being too sociable. I used toothache as an excuse.

After the relatives left, Boobie got the Tidying Urge (uh-oh, you know what that means) and made Dad and Mum sort out my ever-growing pile of clothes. I said I wanted to help. Boobie stuffed me in the fluffy bear coat she'd bought ages ago:

Mum said I could try on my hats to see which ones still fit. I'm glad my safari hat still does:

So does my beach hat...

..Hey, what's in the box?

I tried on Mum's beret that she got for Hanukkah!