The Hat

Several years back Mauri had some money burning a hole in her pocket.  That girl has a hard time keeping a dollar for a day, and this was no exception.  Who knows where she got the money from, but she had some, and it was on fire.  She had to go shopping.  At Walmart.  I think it was the summer of 2007.

She spotted a hat.  
She had to have it.  
What a waste of perfectly good money, I thought to myself.  I was wrong.

She has worn the hat.  She has loved the hat.  The hat still hangs in her closet, at the ready.

That funny, flimsy, misshapen hat has served it's $7 purpose.  Times 10.

So there's a lesson for a mom who thought she knew best.  She didn't.  
And she even likes the hat now.  
Because she loves the girl who loves the hat.