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Sunday we were walking in downtown Charleston when we discovered we did not have the pink hat with us! Talk about heart stopping realization! We quickly retraced our walk... to Washington Park, down Broad Street, down Meeting street and viola! Some nice citizen had found the hat and tucked it up high in a brick wall! I love how people down here place lost socks and hats for parents to find! Yeah! We can still have pink hat adventures! (to this date we have lost and found: several socks, a denim hat and a pink hat!)