a sippy cup!
Now, I'm not sure but I really don"t think a middle school boy had his pink sippy cup with him as he hung out with his buddies on a neighborhood walk. Perchance is there a small princess that comes at night to swing in our tire? Will she cry for her favorite sippy cup this morning at breakfast? And if this is our mysterious visitor isn't it odd that she previously left a plastic rabbit and not a stuffed one?