Another Lovely Spa Experience... at My House

Do you know what this is?  I'll give you a hint - I haven't needed it since my youngest child was about four years old.. and wet.  This is no regular, throw-it-on-the-floor-when-the-hook-is-staring-you-in-the-face-towel... no... this is the magic hoodie towel!  Translation: regular bath towel + wash cloth sewn strategically to side = hooded towel for slippery toddlers.  Why do I still have this?
I hadn't paid much attention to its continued presence in the rotation... until this past weekend when a house guest was searching for the towel I had forgotten to put out for her, and ended up with this treasure. Using this special towel when you are unaware of its hidden potential, is much like trying to stick your hands in your pockets when your gym shorts are on backwards... if that's ever happened to anyone before... hmmm....  Anyway, it's an awkward experience.
So I made an executive decision - it's time to move this (along with the turtle wash mitt) on to someone else.  I think I thought that if I hang on to this stuff long enough, my kids will magically get little again.  But as luck would have it, that didn't work when I kept the Winnie-the-Pooh silverware set or the little pink hat with ear flaps either.  These items just mark another rite of passage... one that my house guests shouldn't have to experience along with me.