That is, until I had washed it and slipped it on a couple of nights ago to warm up for the evening after putting Lukas to bed.
As I came downstairs, Mrs. LIAYF greeted me with a smile and a laugh, then said:
"Well, at least now we know where Waldo is!"
If anyone is looking for me I'll be, ahem, hiding out somewhere here in Seattle. With my comfortable sweater.