Yesterday – at church mind you – we lost Little Miss’s hat. Technically, my husband lost it as he tucked it into her hood, and it was never seen after that. I searched the sanctuary high and low. I searched the nursery where she was during the service and the room where she has Sunday School. No dice.
This wasn’t the easiest hat to lose. It is lilac, unlike all the other navy and black hats you see out there. It had a puffball on top and earmuffs. It was big. But it’s also gone. My only hope is that it somehow pops up there between now and next Sunday’s services. It’s not exactly the season to be without a winter hat here.
This isn’t the first hat to disappear so far this year, though.
Mister Man is currently on his third hat of the season. Fortunately, we seem to be rotating hats for the most part. One day his black knit hat doesn’t come home. I’m never sure if it’s left on the bus, at daycare or at preschool.
The next day, I send him in his red and navy hat. He usually comes home in his black hat, but the navy hat doesn’t make it.
Last week, neither hat came home, so I sent him to school in his Sox cap. It isn’t nearly so warm as his winter hats, but at least it’s something, right? That one of course came home with him. No navy hat joined it though. The black hat remains missing, too.
This weekend, we broke out black hat number two. Mister Man currently has it with him at school. Like the first black hat, it’s labeled with his name. Any guesses what comes home in the backpack with him this afternoon?
On the plus side, we’ve never lost a glove or mitten. In five years. Mostly because I’m a throwback mom and ummm sew their mittens to an elastic band that I slip through the coat sleeves. I figure next year will be the last year Mister Man will let me do that though.
So what have you lost so far this year?