That's my Jacob, always swimming against the tide. He came out of his room this morning, wearing "fish hat!" (his emphasis, not mine) and that was the end of the discussion. We got a good chuckle out of him wearing it backwards; salmon swimming upstream was our first thought. When I tried to take it off when he got on the bus, he turned to me, took it away and pracitcally growled "hat!" before plopping it back on his head and walking to his seat. At least he plopped it on facing forward.
