Finally, a Mets hat

You'd think I would have had one of these the day I was born ...




... but it took about 16 months somehow.




It fits perfectly.




I can wear this hat with pride, thanks to Grandma Annette, Grandpa Les, and Bill Buckner!




Sorry, Bill. I'm sure you're used to it.




Let's use this time to document some of my recently acquired skills. For one thing, I now call cats "kitties" when I see them. I also collect crab apples and feed them to our next-door neighbor dog, Brewster.




I can also display this concerned look.




Really, though, it's just the face I make when I'm intently watching Moose and Zee on TV.




Speaking of which, I am the dual-remote master!




Oh, yeah--I also like to empty dad's wallet and hide its contents around the house.




It is delicious.