This is Riley running his first ever kids’ race after I completed a local 5K this spring. The announcer was hilarious, calling the play-by-play and giving each kid a nickname. “Here comes Sunglasses on a Cloudy Day! Oh! He stops to get his picture taken!” We all laughed because yes, that pretty much sums this kid up.
Riley has worn these exact same blue, shark sunglasses since he was 2 and a half and we bought them for him at a candy shop in the northwoods of Wisconsin while we were on vacation.
But you know I’m not writing this post as a happy ode to the shark sunglasses.
Two days ago, Riley lost them. Scratch that. I think someone at school took them. They are gone.
He has worn them every single day for the last three years and yes, I know this is so completely a First World Problem, but I’m still sad. I knew the day would come that they’d break or get lost or become too small to fit his face. But I’m still sad that that day is here.
Ok, ok, you get the point. The kid is never without them. He’s known as the kid with the sunglasses by just about everyone. His teachers know he doesn’t like to go out for recess without them. So today I took him to school early so we could check Lost and Found. His teacher, Riley and I rifled through a giant bin of grody elementary school kid clothes to no avail. I really think they’re gone. Every day he left them in the hallway underneath his backpack and I’m sure some kid just swiped them and kept on walking.
Last night Riley asked me about God. He does this sometimes. He told me that sometimes he prays to God. No, we are not necessarily a church-going religious family, but he attended a Christian K3 school and learned a LOT about the big man upstairs there.
“What do you pray for, buddy?” I asked.
“Just stuff that I need,” he replied.
“Like toys?” I asked with a smile, totally knowing where this was headed.
“No, I asked God to find my sunglasses.”
Today I ordered him a new pair. We will celebrate the fact that a 2, 3, 4, and 5 year old managed to last THREE YEARS without losing or breaking something. And then we will replace them with the exact same pair and go on with our lives.
UPDATE: The sunglasses have been found! In a bizarre turn of events, the sunglasses were found in the backpack of a classmate the exact day that the replacement pair were delivered. Because of course they were. It looks like it was a case of mistaken backpack identity and all is right with the world.