Ana's insistence about her wardrobe ran head long into a cold front last week. She fought wearing long sleeves, she fought wearing tights... in short, she fought every practical measure to protect herself from turning into a tot-sicle. So I have to think she was dreaming of warmer weather when she found her beach hat and wore it to bed the other night. (Sleeping with her head at the foot of the bed, incidentally -- three-year-olds find creative ways to be contrarian, even while unconscious.)
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