a lost glove

Adam came home from school today. He gets a lift with next door on Thursdays. He was still in the front yard when he yelled out “Daddy I have some bad news!” I came straight out and asked him what it was and he told me through his tears. “I lost one of my spiderman gloves”. He was running and it fell off and by the time he stopped running he had forgotten where it had fallen off.

It was very upsetting until I found another one in his draw. It pays to have a spare spiderman glove.