Where are all of my mittens?

So each night, we put mittens on lil' Hugh's hands so that he doesn't scratch his face.  Every morning, I would take off the mittens and either place them on the nightstand or in his basket next to the bed.  I thought I was losing my mind because every few days, I was looking for a new pair.  I thought maybe I threw them in the wash or put them in an alternate location. Suddenly, the supply was magically low.  

Daddy Hugh was out cleaning the land mines in the backyard and came in the house claiming he knew where the mittens were going.  He found a few 'mitten piles' in the backyard.  Kobuk traded in his food for mittens.  Lovely:-)