…I do not think it means what you think it means.
Peanut: I’m wearing my hunting hat.
Me: [thinking: Dear gawd, no! Please tell me you are hunting blueberries or something] What makes it a hunting hat?
P: Oh, you know. It has pockets…for when I find trash in the forest…and pick it up.
M: Oh. [Phew.]
[ Also, what kind of trash fits into a 5 year old’s hat pocket?]
P: Not like collecting because I wouldn’t keep it; but collecting like collecting it all together to put in the trash.
M: I see.
P: Because nobody likes garbage in the forest.
M: No, they don’t.
P: [long pause] A hunting hat.