My Hat.

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Originally uploaded by tcserpa

So, we were hiding. In the back seat. Behind a silver car-shade. Car-shade-hiding (and the subsequent loud whispering) is an occasionally effective strategy for the ride home after (for example) Uncle Todd has been made to sit through a cinema experience of the Shrek variety, and must endure being crammed between two car seats in the back seat of a Ford Explorer. The Niece decided that my hat could be seen, so it was subsequently discarded. And left behind when I went back to Austin.

Sometime after that she re-discovered it. Seen here is my adorable niece holding my (probably funky) hat hostage. A picture of the boy wearing the aforementioned head-gear is doubtlessly in the offing.