Weed Hat

I can finally say that I learned how to make one of those weed hats like my friends used to make at recess.  I was never good at those.  What kind of mom of a girl would I be if I didn't know how to make one?  While Burl and I played outside during Fern's morning nap, I sat down and tried it.  How could I not do this before?  Easy-peasy.

I texted a picture to my brothers and the grandparents with this caption, "practicing on Burl for Fern later."  The responses were all over the place.  

Burl's thoughts?  Well, he just called it a hat and kept on working.