Mom where is my hat?

We are leaving tomorrow to take the kids to Great Wolf Lodge. We are all looking forward to it. So this morning I had the kids cleaning the house for money to buy something small on the trip. They make .50 for vacuuming their rooms and .50 for additional rooms. Anyways, Isaac was vacuuming his room and all of a sudden he is screaming my hat is gone, my hat is gone. So I am thinking there is no way a vacuum can eat up a baseball cap, so I start the search around his room and in the living room. This is his favorite hat ever, and the whole time I am telling him he must have mis-placed it, and he is telling me it is in the vacuum. Finally, he tips the vacuum over and yells to me look mom there it is. Sure enough it was half-way in the vacuum. I thought for sure I would have heard the vacuum make a funny noise so I never looked. Sorry Isaac.