While I had no objection to Wilson staying in the garden to watch for the mole, I was worried about him getting sunburned, so I told him he could remain outside only if he wore his sun hat.
Since he no longer trusted Uncle Zoltan, I promised to keep vigil until he returned, promising to call him if there was any mole-related activity.
W ran off into the house for his sun hat, but was gone for quite a long time.
When he finally emerged, he was wearing not his sun hat but his megaphone!
'I couldn't find my hat, New Dad, so I improvised with this,' he said.
I agreed that it would certainly provide excellent sun protection, but wondered whether he could actually see anything.
'Not really.' he replied, 'Also, it's just slightly stuck on my head...'
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