birthday week photo nos. 4 & 5: anna + hats

when the world was still in grayscale
this was my dad's hat; for some reason I totally adored it
According to my mother, the nurses at the hospital where I was born kept trying to put knitted infant hats on me, to keep my head warm. I did not react well.

Apparently, I've always had a good set of lungs.
Even today I'm not terribly fond of hats (it bothers me to have something covering my ears), so I'm kind of surprised that two of the photos my mother picked out to scan actually feature me wearing hats.

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