LOST

Not my cats. Bowser and Spooky are here and happy, curled up in the sunshine. No, what’s lost is Andrew’s things.

Although Bryan might disagree, I take a certain measure of pride in keeping tabs on my kids stuff.  If I feel like it’s important, I don’t tend to misplace it…at least not for long.  But in the last month, Andrew lost both his summer shoes and his orange jacket.  Gone.  At parks.  sniff.

I visited three different lost and founds, but his items were not to be found.  Ahh, $45 summer shoes.  How I shake my head at your departure.  And I’d gotten that jacket big, and Andrew still could have worn it this fall and probably next spring.  Gone, gone, gone.

I also lost Sylvia’s sunflower bib, but fortunately a friend picked it up after I left the restaurant.  And I lost one of Sylvia’s metal spoons at our favorite Indian restaurant (The Taste of India on the capitol square), and that hasn’t re-appeared.

I’ve decided to move on, and I bought Andrew new summer shoes.  We have also named those “lickety splits” like his old ones.  To help cover the cost, I got him nice, used fall shoes on Ebay for cheap so we won’t have another big shoe purchase this fall.  And I’m going to get him  a new orange fleece jacket.  He’s had several.  I think of orange fleece jackets as one of Andrew’s signature pieces.  This was his third one.  Here are two earlier examples:

Time for a new one in this picture!

And here’s my plan for #4.  Unless anyone out there picked up a size 4 orange fleece jacket at Vilas park last month…