Even us fat folks have a skinny person inside. Here's a picture of mine.
This was when I was six years old and we were living in Vidalia, Louisiana at the time. That's a hefty set of arms, eh?
I got a kick out of seeing the pic and also finding the actual red hat in a box last week. I showed it to Numbers One and Two Daughter.
They weren't impressed that I still have the hat, but I thought it was cool. I LOVED wearing that thing around the house at night. I guess I considered it an old timey night cap, like Ebenezer Scrooge.
Here's a scan of the hat as it is today. The white part isn't as yellowed as it came out in the scanner; it's actually in great shape.
The massive cranium I ended up with is too large to try it on again, but it's still cool to have and hold.