I'll See You In Hell First
Nicely Defined

I Give Up

In the first three days of official Minnesota winter Caroline and Edward have lost five mittens at school. Foreseeing an ongoing habit to rival the expense of Faberge egg collecting, I reached into the murky recesses of my own childhood and I bought them... mitten-clips.

Today they lost all four of their mitten clips. 

How is this even possible?

Also, no wonder the dear mother cat didn't want to give them any pie. Stop losing your damned mittens you furry little ingrates.