My son isn't just a cowboy, he's the sweetest outlaw there ever was. Over a year ago, I found a real nice child's cowboy hat at an indoor swap. I got it and cleaned it up, and my soon took to it like no other. I even had to teach him that when cowboys go to bed, they hang their hat on their bedpost, so he'd take it off. It was so worn, that when we would go somewhere, my husband would ask, "Does he have to wear the hat?" My three year old also got some cowboy boots handed down from his cousin. Of course they go hand in hand and he has since been my lil'cowboy. And at three years old, he has also earned the title - "lil' outlaw." Hence the cake.
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