These hats were kept in a box of vintage goodies at her house in Austin that the kids would play dress up with. It was great fun to watch their imaginations at work while wearing these "helmets" or "crowns" depending on whether my son or daughter were telling the story. Eventually the hats came home with us.
But with such vigorous play, they didn't fare well. Torn, crushed and utterly unrecognizable, I decided a few years later it was time to get rid of them. They were just taking up too much space and had outlived their interest as the kids grew. Yes, there was a twinge of doubt, "will I regret this?" I pushed that aside for the sake of de-cluttering!
But, of course, I did regret it. Later I spent a good bit of time beating myself up over letting the kids play with those "vintage heirlooms". Until I came across these photos...
These photos mean far more to me and, I suspect, to my daughter, than the actual hats ever could. Moths would have eaten them eventually anyway!
So, let them play! But learn from me. Don't toss all the hats, hang onto to one of those lovingly destroyed heirlooms.